love

To be in love Is a selfless way to live

It needs to be selfless

Anything beyond that is not to be considered love

To be devoted and sacrificial

That is what love offers

Love

Love

He is love that love that we can never perfectly imitate

The love I see through others is only a fraction of a whole

An undeniable understanding love

I cannot describe his love with the words this world offers

But I can say that its so grand so intense

That nothing in this world can compare

His love is an entire mystery

I am so utterly in love or rather I have tasted his love and it is truly besotted with me

And I find nothing like it

I look away but all I think about is how much love I don’t find when he is not my focus

His love his love his love

You cant fit it within a canvas

It does not shine where there are limits

Where the frame concludes its end

His love so sweet

So loud

So grand

So silent

So small

Hidden within the crevasse of my broken world

Asking to touch to heal my terrains

My word do no justice to this love of his

His love so grand he died

I cannot do it justice

I am here because of his love

Author's Note

i love to rhyme but sometimes its not required