love of the loving

the sun rise- and forth it sets

-days come and passby with glamour of love and promise

in flowers in cudles and sooths and kisses and pecks ....

.......in romance and more and more romance ..............
the man calls in with a soft soothing voice..

his heart grows and blooms but always replenish with love

he dosnt forget the roses in from work... with the sweetest words

he wraps them; in a poem he hides..but the eyes betray....

his love flaming in a longing, rekindles in his eyes

blasting in his mouth and the rest shalowdrowns

*^*$^capsize in between their mouth*&^**!***

they taste they smell they run for and come for love..

and the lady can't recall to put away his coat!!!!!!
it sods and drenches and becomes damp and heavy of love

from them it rains and showers valentine

to sprout generous-willing-to-give hearts

out of which blossoms care and love in action...

as they stay emraced together in that knot of love

none of them wish to let go of none......

an everyday valentine in the action

for they live and shed love for eachother and their beloved ones

the hands ache and a heart longs in witness,

of an everyday 14th, a 14th in every doing