Love is the
Song of angels
Being in love
Is a privilege
For being in
Love is taking
One step closer
To your God
Love is the
Song of angels
Being in love
Is a privilege
For being in
Love is taking
One step closer
To your God
Oh when it starts
Two wholly new things
Recognizable yet usually different
You’re this I’m not
How curious is that
You look the same
As me but different
You’re not a mirror
Yet I see myself
In you or parts
Of me in you
Or parts of me
That I am missing
And want so desperately
So I say things
That you enjoy hearing
That keeps you close
Like those lines thrown
To boats to tie
Them to the shore
This is what it’s
Like when relationships start
You do know right
That I fell in
Love with you long
Before I touched you
Like the flower that
Felt the sun’s warmth
Causing it to reach
Way higher beyond itself
And then when I
Touched you I knew
That I was your moon
Opposite but as bright
In my own way
We made each other
The things people see
They do belong together
If love was based
On what rather than
Who then why where
And when wouldn’t exist
Between now and then
Most things happen then
Wherever now and then
Is whether it’s very close
Or very far all
The things are the
Things that make up
Your life it’s the
Between between now and
Then where you live
The now and end
Are simply the beginning
And the finish of
That part of life
Now ready set go