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