Neverending feelings of belonging to or with someone.

Love Doesn't Fade

Fragrance clings
to the hand bearing roses.
White light kisses
dew upon the petals,
pirouettes,
dances, preens, palmed, scents a breeze
of pristine breath.
Love doesn't fade or turn shades
unpure. Won't rot!
Love's bouquet lasts infinity.
Sunshine beams--
nestled 'mongst roses--
ensuring
their power of endurance
will not die.
Kisses heat ... ensures life grows
and matures.
Love doesn't fade or turn shades
unpure. Won't rot!
Love's bouquet lasts internally.
Memories
of good times, love and roses,
promenade.
DVD's, life, unreels
to replay
in old age, when days are gray,
we're dismayed.
Love doesn't fade, pull the shades,
but flares up, hot;
kiss, touch, know me ... eternity.