Where Does Love Come From?

Speak louder, don't hush... let the words flow freely; we've come here to hide from intruders's eyes and find a secretive place for our passion to be consumed so sweetly! Where does love come from... if not from the warmest feeling set ablaze by a fervent desire? Mistaking it for unjustified lust... can only leave footsteps in the dust, to be erased by an up-coming storm; will anyone hear the crickets' song, or see the long branches brush our hair? Dream by the shadowy moonlight... relish this dream so inescapable, these hours will slowly pass to let us explore the incredible; cling to me, and be inseparable... no harm will come from this darkness! Breath through me with delight, and rumble through this silent soul! Where does love come from... does it ever make us wonder how our joy is forever told? Inside, we overjoy and shamelessly take it to the extremes and beyond compare, but abandon it when it treats us unfairly!