Love Does Many Splendid Things Poem

Love-that which makes the heart sings

Church bells ring

Choir sounds with strings

And guests bring thinks;

Love-that which let the nose runs

Allows one to use plenty of napkins

While dribbling snot on the ground;

Love-allowing many

To wish for exciting things anytime, anywhere

Upon the sight of who knows who

Giggling and dribbling on one's self;

Love-spinning the mind

In time and space

Thoughts never going to waste

Sometimes it's just a disgrace;

Love-that which counters hate

Fills the mind, body and soul

With grace and fellowship

Lets the stomach flips and turns;

Love-sleepless nights alone

Wondering where, when, how, who

Why does it have to be?

One is unable to see through the dust

Until it clears;

Love-upon the rising sun one stretches

Touching soft skin, hair, cheek

Bringing a facial smile

Radiating all over, arousing

Happiness and sensations;

Love-singing songs, dancing along

Cheek to cheek, not even a peep

Softly squeezing, loosely gripping

Rose of splendor, petals unfurling;

Love-bubble bath at night, midday,

Doesn't matter where or when

Massage, splash of incense

Candle light, champagne, steak

Salad, slippers and fragrance;

Love-holding her right, not tight with all your

Might, but with the tip of your fingers

Touching her scalp, neck, breast,

Cuddling, whispering, humming

Breathlessly breathing someway, somehow;

Love-the essence of stars floating, harmonizing

Melodies, rhapsodies in various colors

Coming together, vibrating, musing

Celebrating moments of splendor

Bliss of the lips and cheeks;

Love-many crying, sighing

Smiling, leaping for joy

Pounding the desk, stumping dirt

Love-you make it what it's worth!