collections

Love has
No objective evidence
To prove
That happiness is forever

A desire
Can’t wait to disclose
The delectation of satisfaction

A warm pleasure
Arrives
Without a warning
A joy dances
With a unique ballad
And
Insomnia comes
To stay all night

Sometimes
The weight of love
Becomes heavier
Hard to carry around
And there is noting to measure
Gravity with

A reality
Often comes to check
The weight of love
Wants an affirmation
To still have a special value

Perhaps
There must be
Cogent evidence
A fundamental emotion
Is within, feeling itself
As a delightful joy
Until it loses to reason