Love, as a matter of fact, energy is in all what
you are. A wish a drive an endless strive,
to materialize, to be something of a kind
someone, with a certain mind, an existence
reflecting on the very nature of itself.

In other words, it all come down to one
singular point, from there, we tiptoe on a
beam that continuously stream on you warm
and lovely cheek until we slip and slide
into the depth of wells, there, your centrifugal
eyes cascade us to the top of the tide
comprehending your endless comprise.

Love, you are in all that live, long and exist,
an extension of an eternal given bliss.
According to the letters, that´s what
really matters.