The Light of Love

Without hesitate soon to resonate I give Loveate a trait worthy of his hearthy.*

A perth of unbound harbors and horizons of endless Light with possible frightened births onto a Canvas never blank in livid color with contrast and hue.

No smell of due, just a swell of wafting bent scent sent to moan.

Deep & wound within the Catacombs of no tombs, instead hallways laden with paths without wrath and surely no Math, into a hidden Forrest seeded with a forever amount of Life you could never count.  Seeds to lead & renew blue unrest at it's best within the nest, all corners & tripe in an Escalon not grown in a lawn nor Meadow.  A Fern Gully in every nook & cranny shadowy webbed, embedded, & fed to a brim of NO mercy from stern to fathom not to be severed nor unraveled, a tie with a seemingly perfected beau in a tight might of LOVE.
It's grasp surely has a task!  No rasp just a grip to dip low, trip & be whipped far into the bestowed Heavens of visited bountiful delights.

One may wish: 'Para Siempre' (forever)

Yet for as long as we are in this Jouney the Destination refrains to be know.

Hesitated to be revealed, yet how instantly it can be pealed with revel. It's sealed fate surely without hate sows eternal Love, Happiness & Pleasure which TRUELY is the TREASURE !!!


*harbored & Sacred place