Love is in the gift ribbon sometimes
Love is in the shiny-dirty-empty plates sometimes
Love is in the bun in the oven sometimes
Love is in the drizzle, hail, sunshine sometimes
Love is the excuse for impulses sometimes
Love is the enemy of fear sometimes
Love is the kite reel winder that you grasp in your hand sometimes
The kite has drifted far—— away
but you would not cut the string
Love is the wet dream sometimes
Anticipated for so long
and rather not wake up from it
Love makes the stars in the sky shiver sometimes
Not knowing when they will be picked out by the faithful lovers
Love makes the sea and the mountain cuddle sometimes
Counting the solemn pledges one by one
Love embraces the world sometimes
Love conquers the north and south sometimes
Love babbles sometimes
Love makes no sounds sometimes
Love is lazy sometimes
Love is greedy sometimes
Love evaporates sometimes
Love is lament sometimes
Watching the sky dusk and dawn
Loves makes me baffled
and wonder