Love, Me

They say how wonderful love is it scents the hair, tingles warm and sensual holds every breath in pleasurable pause, the body blends with the soul and mind at the slightness of its touch; it beats the heart fast, it beats the heart slow, it is more than we can bear it is more than we can know; words can not express it poetry fails its grand illusiveness still, we seek it out ponder it with wonder and desire contemplate it with jealousy and envy; I've seen it, felt it, shuddered at its presence breathed in its passionate allure, marveled at its tenacity, wept in the possibility of its departure wrapped myself in loss and tears of its goodbye; how wonderful love is do you remember it as well as I? come back for another try love, me. for Julie Leigh Rodeheaver's contest Love Me Like You Mean It 12/15/19