If Love Had a Voice

If love had a voice,

I think it would sound
 Like your laughter crossing a crowded room,


Like a gentle promise carried by wind,

Like flowers opening into bloom.

If love had a color,

it would be dawn,


Painting the darkness with golden grace.


If love had a home,

it would surely be found
 In the kindness that lives upon your face.

If love had a shape,

it would be your hands,


Reaching for mine when the road grows steep.


If love had a purpose,

it would be this:


To find a soul worth learning to keep.

And if forever is more than a word,


More than a dream that lovers pursue,


Then forever begins and ends the same,

With my heart choosing you,

Over and over again.