The true meaning of love

In the depths of hearts, a tale unfolds,

Of a wondrous feeling, untamed, untold.

Let me paint with words, a portrait serene,

Of what being loved truly means.

It's a gentle touch, a soft embrace,

A comforting presence, a safe space.

It's a warm smile in the darkest of days,

A guiding light through life's maze.

Being loved feels like a sunlit glow,

A gentle breeze that makes the heart grow.

It's the laughter shared 'neath starlit skies,

And wiping tears when sorrow flies.

Love is a melody, soft and sweet,

Moving souls to dance with heartfelt beat.

It's a symphony in a world so vast,

Playing notes of affection that forever last.

Through love, we find strength and hope anew,

A feeling that makes everything bloom.

It lifts us up when we're feeling low,

And fills our hearts with a radiant glow.

Being loved feels like a silent reassurance,

An unspoken promise of endurance.

In the stormy sea, it's an anchor deep,

A sheltered harbor where dreams can sleep.

Love is kindness, love is pure,

It's a bond that makes us feel secure.

It's accepting flaws, loving every part,

Connecting souls with an eternal heart.

So let love guide us, let it be our muse,

The true meaning of love, we'll never lose.

For in its embrace, we find ourselves complete,

A love that's boundless, fervent, and sweet.