love

love is a holy being.
that lives in our feeling.
it's sent from the heaven.
with angels those gladen.
as a bee that grazes in hearts.
to suckle their main parts.
when it invades a heart.
it's hosts can't depart.
only when they satisfy their thirst.
which is submiting their love first.
once in love it can't see anything else.
only its aim is true the rest is false.
hearts makes love a sacred thing.
'cause it awakes them from sleeping.
every kingdom is within its realm.
a realm of what's beauty and handsom.
love is the lawn hearts find their grass.
a heavenly grass that no other surpass.