Love indeed is
Magical it can
Be seen felt
Or even tasted
It can be
Heard and said
Though itself is
Invisible what miracle
Such a thing
Is to be
Everywhere and
Nowhere at the
Exact same time
It’s always something
And never nothing
It’s always given
Often received frequently
Forgiven never forgotten
It’s sometimes laughing
Too often crying
You my dearest
Are that same
Love to me