What is Love,
Your silence, your words,
Or the silence in your words,
Or the words in your silence,
The evenings we spent holding hands in hands,
Or dreams of magical and fairy lands,
My hands playing with your hairs,
Or together us,saying small prayers,
What is love,
A mystical muse,
Or melancholic truce,
A hidden desire,
Or two hearts on fire,
An uncontrollable passion,
Or a trove of emotions,
An unknown expression,
Or God's kindest lesson,
My lovely dear girl,
Love is, when
Things you say without being said,
I follow your step without being led,
Lying on your lap with a little smile,
Impatient me, when I can't see you in a while,
Let's walk through love careless and slow,
While the world awaits someone else to know,
What is love?
