A Form Of Love Poem by seeme now

Is falling in love the proper form of love
opening the universe to being?
Is love the light for seeing glory,
as the passing years shall prove?
Is life with love not just a loan?
Is passion and desire the given answer?
I want this love to be, this little while we have,
a grace no demons ever can destroy,
a gift, so tender, precious, divine,
the power no fortune can defile
to be the love of love of a life time