This is Love ...
The honest thought;
From the purest mind . . .
It’s from a heart ripped apart;
Giving it the chance to reconcile atlast.
A love that takes its time to happen;
Once proven cannot be shaken...
Words like feelings and thoughts full of emotions.
It has the urge of belongings;
And the sense of freedom.
A love like wine;
Thrashed and beaten.
It’s not that teenage love that knows not, ‘just to say’;
It’s the one that wants to stay ...
Tested with time’ and people,
Through emotions and thistle
It ain’t ordinary love