Love is a sweet balm to an aching heart
It is a warm touch to a painful part
It echoes a soft beginning, a mild stirring
That is a bit confusing at the very start
Love is a happy thought at the break of day
That lingers on, settles comfortably come what may
It walks with a smile, then hides for a while
Then climbs on your back when you least expect it
Love is a soft breeze that brushes your skin
That makes your soul tingle from within
It leaves you with that tiny gnawing feeling
That somehow keeps you thinking
If it is somehow fleeting
Love is a comforting presence on a rainy day
It is a canopy that offers relief
From the rough winds at play
It is the hand that leads the way to safer grounds
That holds you close to keep you safe
From the world's menacing hounds