Feeling of Love

I know that love cannot be seen or heard, but
It can be felt and expressed within the heart.
It is that deep rooted feeling you get in the gut

When all you want to do is to let go and start
To believe in love again. It is when that smile
Never leaves your face and when you both dart

Out in the rain to take a chance. All the while
He is taking precious care of you because
You have been hurt before. Your side profile

Intrigues him. Between breaths he will pause
And he cannot stop staring or brushing aside
Stray hairs from your face. Emotions that buzz,

Around but are calm. Tears that have been cried
And shed, but he hates to see you cry unless you
Are happy. He knows that love is not always tied

Together with a bow and string. It is when the two
Of us cannot get enough of each other even when
We fight and make up in the end. It is when the blue

Sky goes dark, but love is still written in pen.
It is a dying promise to be old and gray, but still
Be in love like teenagers. He is my blood and kin.

There is a light, fondness, and that extra thrill
That can only multiply. Love that unfolds like
A butterfly in the spring and summer. What will

Be something difficult like a long walk or hike
Through the woods and mountains, but it might
Be worthwhile in the end. It is like getting a strike

Of fate or coincidence that is on our side. The flight
And ride would just never be the same without this
Partner or comrade. We get through this despite

The obstacles. It is between every touch and kiss
That makes this feel alive. You feed love and let
It grow. Love should be bottomless like the abyss.