Tender Is...

Tender is... A heart that beats with pure, trusting love, That questions not motivations, And soars easy, as with the dove... Whose wings are sheltering to that one, Whose devotion's life Is never done Whose touch electrifies, Who sees only love, Through trusting eyes The clouds of doubt Banished from the heart And wonder pervades all life, And all that one wants, Or needs to be complete, Is to find the other as husband or wife What a glorious joy Love makes of that life, As it washes over one's Pounding soul Enrapt with simplest existence, As a starving one, Presented with fruit laden bowl.