Love Poem by Tendekai Mugonda

I could jump with joy because inside I feel warm.
I am overjoyed but hiding from my feelings to remain calm.
I cannot believe love can be this strange.
I could write all my emotions on this blank check.
It's a priceless work of art being adored still in its sketch.
No exact definition but everyone feels it running in his blood.
To me it's even hard to decide.
How best can i say it or show it.
I think it's a word less in our action and extinct in habit.
Love to me is a flower which blossom in every weather.
Since the day it got me I feel light like a feather.
It's a four letter word which means a million dozen ways.
To me it's a road which everyone passes through their mortal days.

It's a feeling which makes the mute stammer.
The blind to paint the world in a rainbow colour.
Love a game of the heart whilst the mind applauds.
I suffer to express it in my emotions as life unfolds.
My tenderness innate arouses.
Like a bunch of roses.
With its petals intact yet its leaves fall.
My love is the answer to your call.
It is not measured in the stylish clothes I can buy,
for you at the mall.
But it's a satisfaction that can sustain us tomorrow.
It will be able to erase your sorrow.
Come with your broken heart my love will mend it.
I will give you a prescription you will not resist.
It's a habit you would not quit.