The only things of value
Contained in God's array,
Are found in those few moments
When love is on display.
The precious little seconds
When lovers realize
The joy and satisfaction
They see in each ones eyes.
The words that pass in whispers,
That shiver down the spine,
The yearning for each other
That seems almost divine.
It's when such moments linger,
Those moments of romance;
That all life finds its value
In just one loving glance.
We all dream of such moments.
Why then, are they so rare?
It seems we'd rather harbor love,
Than spread it here and there.
We've shed our tears of sorrow.
What's left are those of joy.
A strategy of loving
Is what we should employ.
Hug the ones you cherish,
Just kiss and hold them tight.
Do what you have yet to do,
But always thought you might.
Remember, lifetimes numbers
Are found on every crown.
I wonder why you're waiting,
The rain is pouring down.
And if you have nobody,
Don't make this poor excuse.
Just ask, and you'll find someone
Prepared to set love loose.
All souls should be companioned.
Two hearts should beat as one.
Two lips should feel the passion
Of kisses, every one.
Four eyes should see the beauty.
Four hands should gently feel.
And tears of joy, when falling;
Is love, both true and real.
For each of us, though strangers,
Still seek love as our goal.
As God wished His creations
To join as just one soul.
However you may find it,
No matter for how long,
There is no love created
By two that can be wrong.
So have as your endeavor,
His calling from above.
The spread of God's creation.
The Wondrous Joy Of Love.
marvelous, marvelous. such wonders of love, created elegantly by your pen. my favorite stanza: The words that pass in whispers, That shiver down the spine, The yearning for each other That seems almost divine
love can be a wonderous joy but yet can be murder as well.....loving every bit of your tallent buddy! @! keep it up
You do so well at putting into words the feelings of those of us that cant find the words. I would say beautiful poem but its beyond that, its romantic and inspiring. Thank you.
The Wondrous Joy of Love Really poured from above. Its music and fragrance Transports to a trance. Blooming love flower Is just a honey clover. I am not going to it dissect For sharing may you be blest . CP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ahhhh love's in the air-how rare to find one's soulmate and true lasting love and ideals.nice inspirational poem great rhyme...now if I could only vote******************************************! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !