Ode to Love
A play of emotion that flutters the heart,
Multiples rainbrow brushes that refines the art,
It is colours that clothes the heart,
Noone is too late to start.
The language of love is a scatter of emotions,
That is not based on potions,
It is the grace of God’s notion,
To flow the warmth filling an ocean.
A bloom complete that is never deplete,
Every heart’s single beat,
Is a note of love, a song complete,
It has no room for any conceit.
Petals that adorns the soul,
Honey that layers the bowl,
Even from the depths of the hell’s hole,
Love makes us whole.
We seek a blanket of warmth to caress our soul,
Love has it all under its fold,
Its unconditional for even the foul,
It gives life to even the ghoul.
Love is the warm that radiates within,
It is a feeling to begin,
A journey to regain a win,
To spread a cover over any mortal’s chagrin.
A special shoutout to my lovely @pinstory for the beautiful doodle. May you always be blessed with happiness.