Sep. 22, 2022

An "alluring attraction."
Like a gentle flower -
Love, in all its glory,
Increases with each hour.

Love is a beautiful song.
One hears its 'melody,'
And then makes it their own -
Perfect in 'harmony.'

Love is a poem of passion,
Inflamed on every page
Of life's stealthy journey -
That which we all engage.

Love is a noble 'wish,'
Beating within the heart,
Which lovers mold into
A solid work of art.

Love is an idea, a thought
(E'en in the greatest mind),
That, somehow, lovers mesh
With another of like-kind.
Endnote: Ending the month of love
(February) on a note of "love."

(C) 2022 Wlterrean Salley
Sep. 21, 2022

Love birds entwined in tender hugs
Casting afar their dreamy gaze.
Many a beautiful love song,
Savoring hearty serenade.

They flaunt and flirt, and romp about,
Donning colors so bright and fair
Of yellow, blue, red, pink and green.
The certainty of debonair.

So tender, beauteous and fair,
While rapture in each other's arms.
All satisfied in their embrace,
Upon the 'lovers' roost' is calm.

They perch among the elm branches -
The robins, sparrows and the doves.
And whisper to their valentine
The soft and sweetest words of love.
(Written 2/2020 for Valentine)

© 2022 Walterrean Salley
Sep. 21, 2022

Chocolate and sweet notes
Flowers and hugs

Love and kisses
Birds, bees, and bugs.

Redbirds and bluebirds.
Doves and owls.

Wining and dining
Renewing of vows.

Music and songs,
And serenade.

Brandishing love
Mid pomp or charade
(Feb. 14, 2021)

© 2021 Walterrean Salley
Sep. 21, 2022

Love is an enigma,
Even to those who are in love.
When they think they understand,
They find that they don't.
They only know
That it feels right.
And only hope that
Whatever differences there be
Will vanish with time.
Meanwhile, they are willing
To endure such sacrifices
For the sake of love.

(C) 2022 Walterrean Ssalleu