Of Love

I speak very little of love

I know love – I felt it

Rather, I feel it everyday, every millisecond

And yet, I rarely talk of it

I know love

I’ve seen love – in plenty and constant

I was made in moments of passionate love

Born of nervous, excited love

Raised, over-fed, on love

I speak little of love

However I can with the loudest voice say

I love you

Louder, to my reflection

I love me

With all my heart and being

Unshaken,

Free,

With out question

I may speak minutely of love,

But my actions,

Hopefully,

My actions speak volumes

As tall as mountains