What Is Love
Pomegranate days with a twilit moon at night,
never parting ways even when a silly fight.
Staying up late and laughing over tea,
for love is everything he is to me.
Racing hearts connected-
sweet passion collected.
Never being neglected-
character defects accepted.
The center of a universe when compassion is needed,
weak walls fallen down with a strong castle completed.
When at your best appreciated beyond compare,
always knowing he will care and be there.
A need so intense,
a fever with the chills-
Take no offence,
embrace the thrills-
Love is a moment lasted in time,
proven through sweet rhythm and rhyme.
I’ve seen much love in my short-lived life,
but no love compares to being his wife.
December 18, 2016
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