Language Of Love Poem by Minerva Agriam

A graceful gait,
Careful and loving.
It's too ordinary
When you're feeling.

A satisfied smile,
Brewing on the lips.
It's too joyous & sweet,
When love is sensed.

A knowing gaze,
Searching the beloved.
It's careful not to be caught,
By the beloved knowledge.

A throbbing within the heart,
Fast & loud mixed with sweetness.
Expectations, curiosities.
If always happens when you're near.

A feeling suddenly caring,
Singling out the best.
Thy beloved be given,
The best of love.

These are just samples,
How a little heart beats.
When you are yearning,
Language of love.


(4/06/03. 9: 10 a.m)