Love Poem by Pushyami Vemulapalli

That is the word
That touched my soul
And stole my heart away
Simple but magical word...

It has the fragrance of a rose,
The warmth of a mother's hug,
Carry a color that is pleasant to the eye,
Have an angelic light within,
Mixed with a lot of passion
And burns with desire....

It fills my soul with sweetness
And I long to hear it
It is the word from the eyes
As pure as a child's heart,
It speaks as chords do from the string,
Radiant beyond all sense,
And lasts forever.......

But......
That is the word
That has hurt me,
Transformed me,
Opened up myself for me...
And explained the reason
For my existence.....