Steve Brandenburg

LOVE

Love is a many splendid thing,
May lead to a wedding ring.
It is joy when one is near,
And never having to fear.

Two are one that makes a bond,
Forever you grow fond:
Touches, caresses, soft words are said,
While lying close in your bed.

Look in the eyes, the only door,
You can see the forever more.
This door, only for you,
Bares the soul that is true.

In the eyes you will see,
True love meant for only thee.
The soul touches your own,
And you will never be alone.