Love is not a Joke

Love's not a plaything, tossed with careless hand,

A fleeting fancy on the shifting sand.

No fickle flame, to flicker and then fade,

Love's a fortress built, emotions bravely displayed.

It's not a joke, with punchlines meant to sting,

Nor cruel barbs hurled, a bitter, mocking thing.

Love speaks with kindness, a voice that soothes and calms,

A gentle touch that heals life's harshest qualms.

Forget the games, the conquests to be won,

Love's not a trophy to be held by one.

It's partnership, a dance of give and take,

Two souls entwined, for one another's sake.

Love's honesty, not secrets whispered low,

Not trust betrayed, a wound that festers slow.

It's open hearts, laid bare with vulnerability,

A sacred space for shared sincerity.

Love's not a burden, a weight that drags you down,

A constant struggle, with nary a happy sound.

It's gentle support, a hand to lift and hold,

Through trials faced, a story yet untold.

Don't confuse it with a fleeting, fleeting spark,

A summer fling that leaves its lonely mark.

Love's a steady fire, a warmth that burns so true,

A constant ember, glowing ever new.

It's not a cage, with bars that bind and choke,

A stifled spirit, a love that's forced to croak.

Love's freedom's dance, where souls can soar and fly,

With trust as wings, beneath a boundless sky.

Love's not a weapon, wielded with cruel intent,

A jealous rage, on twisted anger bent.

It's acceptance, flaws and all embraced,

A love that cherishes, a bond that will not waste.

Forget the silence, the walls we build so high,

Love's communication, a language that won't lie.

It's open ears, that listen with empathy,

A whispered comfort, a shared symphony.

Love's not a chore, a duty to fulfill,

A monotonous routine that leaves the spirit chill.

It's passion's fire, that burns with constant zest,

A playful spirit, forever put to the test.

So cast aside the doubts, the fears that hold you back,

Love's a journey shared, on love's enchanted track.

It's tenderness and strength, a love that will endure,

A tapestry woven, forevermore pure.

For love's a treasure, a gift beyond compare,

A fragile flame, to nurture with tender care.

Treat it with respect, with honesty so true,

And love's sweet melody will forever bloom for you.