Bask in the glory of love.
For these cold skins of ye only basks in the sun to melt the ice
I basked in the glory of love to grasp the moods of sweet poetry within its deep waters.
Sweet poetries of bonds, the three loves: lust, passion and commitment, and life that births in the clock of time.
For the ramification of my unearthing has skilled my reasoning,
‘Love holds all the characteristics of its definition, and I’ve chosen the lively definition.’
The one true definition of love that makes me find beauty in every gloom and in every glitter.
The one true definition of love that made me find that missing piece to crackle our fire.
The one true definition of love that made me see the glory of love.
For I no longer bask in the glory of love
But I live in the shower of love because you are the true definition of love.
I love you Apple pie.