Love is peace without thoughts
Is a colorful flower …
Love, by no doubt is a rose without thorns
It is later a thorn comes out
But, because there’s love
It doesn’t cut …
It cuts, when love goes

Don’t you ever let it go
Don’t you ever, let go!
You always got to nurture love
Open those curtains
Let the sun in …

Dim those lights
Go get the water
Close those doors
Water love, often
Speak of the nicest of words
Kiss your honey endless and dearly of times …

Know, more
Love is what?
Is a blue light
Is a view all in youth …

Love is a hidden star …
Is a moon, yet to be discovered
Is a planet, you thought you didn’t know
Is a planet, you think you don’t know!
However, you got to be taken it further
To get to know love

What is really love?
Is a honeymoon onto his deep skin
Is the hunger of man to love eternally
The love of a flower …

Is a rest, upon your man’s chest
Is a first love of a Springtime dream
Is a gift from the above onto his arms

The love of a flower …
Is to witness the birth of your son
Is to awake for the first time

Is to swim for love, once again with him
The love of a flower …
Is to really learn to love
… and see life, for what it is

Is to be able to write a poem
To the sky and smile …
Is to look at you love
… and state “Indeed, you’re all my youth”

Now, I add not only have you
… found my youth again
47th years later, I can say further say…
“You’re the moon and the galaxy I’ve discovered
This is all, you!”

I love you, endless
You got to know
I always will …

You my stars …
My light, the waters that brings life
… and the sun that gives light
… to continue life all over again

Minerva A. Garcia, your Min and Your Poet