To Love - Means End

Love, it renders even wise men into fools

A force that has followed us for so long

Yet all we can hope to do is give in

To something so wonderful

If one’s soul could be a song

If one’s soul could sing along

There would be nothing that I could say

To match the way I feel

So I will simply read you a verse

Forgive me

E’en though

I’ve known you now

For quite some time

In life there’s naught at all that can contend

With meeting your soft lips, oh so sublime

And for a moment feel my breath suspend

As tacit words are whispered to my heart

They gently beckon me to your embrace

Without a thought I readily depart

The world and leave my worries to efface

In your dark eyes there lies a tenderness

I am not worthy of yet you’ve bestowed

And so my soul is nursed by your caress

Where normally the sands of time erode

A thousand years together will not do

To weary me of one more kiss from you