if ones name is
but glimpse of soul
are simple machines
on cruise control
when put a name
on a term of love
then it is merely
a concept speak of
desires so rich
word can't describe
no wealth on earth
enough for heart bribe
a bed of roses
merely a nature's beauty
for it was .....
failed to perform its duty
tried and tried
many times to knock
only slam the door
closed it with a lock
on the exterior
showed and stood so tough
this word called love
would never be enough
hoping for a chance
a beginning anew
that day in heart
in sweet eyes knew
at this moment
only had a single shot
then hearts would melt
like chocolate in a pot
eye to eye, a gaze
one of eternal bliss
for it was that day
together shared
..... a single kiss.