Whispered Love

As the sun rose once on a dawn In its good-bye kiss to the earth at the horizon; When the redness of her lips reflected on the sky The earth was shy, looking down her eye; The sun whispered: “My sweetest, has anyone ever been in love so much- As I have been with you for ages as such? Every morning and evening I do meet you There is eternity in my love, neither old nor new Forever and ever I have been in love with you!!” When that evening the sun came down The earth gently did mischievously frown Then it did whisper in the kissing sun’s ears “My dearest, though I am proud to have you Yet there is love to make us poor, though few If you care to glance at the sunflower in love with the sun Or the butterfly dancing with madness for the flower’s fun The insects burning themselves to win the heart of the flame The dew drops kissing the cheeks of the flower in sudden acclaim You would realize…. It doth not matter how eternal your love has been It matters though how infinite love you are in!!”