Love Brings Poem by Saint Cynosure

What does love bring to a man,
what treasure lies in store.
Seems so we cant get enough,
when lost we search for more.
We sing the songs,
we dance the dance,
color pictures pretty.
slap myself twice in my face by Joe I think Ive got it...

Love brings new blooms,
slight scents,
and brights of colors.
Lavish tones of sentiments,
that caress by sound two lovers.
Tangled in the best of ways,
wrapped tight and never biding.
Seek it out,
forever search,
I promise its worth finding...