Discourse on Love

Let me speak a bit on love,
if I may, my little dove.
Tell you what I see it as,
while I have some time to pass.

Though I know I've not yet shown
these things I write as my pen flows
my love it ever more shall grow
stemming deep within marrow.

Love is patient, oh so kind,
always on my heart and mind.
Love it lasts for all of time,
never does it lag behind.

Love suffers so very long,
love is oh so very strong,
love, when true, never steers wrong,
it resounds, a golden gong.

Never does it seek to harm,
deems it not to cause alarm,
wraps you up in tender arms,
love is quite the fertile farm.

Doesn't feel a bit of hate,
with compassion it relates,
it does not manipulate,
follows destiny and fate.

It can set my heart to race
and does so with mighty pace,
full of happiness and grace,
a grinning little Buddha face.

Judgement it does not display,
recovers quickly from a fray,
by your side it always stays,
doesn't fret or feel afraid.

Listens when you try to talk,
your advances does not balk,
likes to chat or take a walk,
never meddles, plots, or stalks.

Cuddles with you in its sleep,
swims with you in oceans deep,
climbs with you to highest peaks,
loves to simply hear you speak.

Scampers with you in sweet dreams,
through that forest of great trees,
lets you do just as you please,
yearns to show and teach you things.

I would even die for you,
if I knew it would help to,
mend your heart and make it new,
love is perfect, proud, and true.

It does not behave unseemly,
even if it can be needy,
never acts as if its greedy,
only happiness it brings thee.

Does not rant, rave, and curse,
flows with never ending verse,
is not cold, frigid, or terse,
lifts you up, places you first.

Fights off all the pain around,
that seems to seep from all the towns,
trumpets and the cymbals sound,
deep and mighty drums, it pounds!

Why, it could go on forever,
like a never ending letter,
trudging forth in any weather,
gaining strength and getting better.

Seeks to show how much it cares,
deepest secrets wants to share,
presents its self, love's heart is bare,
sends you hopeful healing prayers.

Is already in your life,
shielding you from pain and strife,
with compassionate joy rife,
loves you like it would a wife.

Tries and fails not to move fast,
lets go of the horrid past,
sets its sail on sturdy mast,
loves pure quest shall ever last.