L.O.V.E.

Love,
You are the shining one that brightens everyone’s hearts;
the contrary of darkness that shimmers with hope.
If the Sun upholds your glory,
I’ll pray for the death of the Moon.
You wander as if riding the air;
You are hard to find,
You are hard to forget.
You can easily evoke temptations;
You are hated and mostly loved.
Come and show me the way;
Let me escape your labyrinth to find your mystery.
Let me touch you to fulfill your name.
To know you is a privilege;
To not know you is to live in a lonely street.
Indeed, you are born with thorns;
Torturing and wounding those who dare to touch you.
You are a blazing comet falling swiftly;
Crashing and burning souls;
some will die, some will survive.
And those who survived will live their lives with a scar of wisdom.
Oh dear Love, ghastly you are, but I won’t mind.
To suffer for your sake is to prove my worth;
To die before your eyes is to reborn.
Lead me and I’ll follow.
Come what may!