Bountiful Love

There’s love forming next to me… Sometimes it gets me thinking… What is it like to be loved? Maybe it’s the most precious rose in the garden Maybe it’s like the sun ascending… Maybe it’s the cocoon releasing a butterfly There’s love brewing here and there… Sometimes it catches my eye… When will I experience it? Maybe it would be the best part of my life? Maybe it would be nourishing to my heart? Maybe it would be the stars gleaming in the night? It’s an afternoon...that feels pleasant Love, merriness and joyfulness sprouting beautifully It’s a somewhat unsettling moment… With me around… soaking in remorse that breaks me There’s love succumbing in my heart… But, my passion is slowly sinking… What if love isn’t worth my time? Maybe it’s the weeds that choke the vegetation Maybe it’s like the moon darkening… Maybe it’s the bird facing his first flight… It’s shocking at first, But it gives young lovers The chance to venture Into the bright side Of bountiful love Give me a taste Of bountiful love