Love's hand

Love is your face

Dipped in truth

Dressed in kind words and warm intentions

Love are your eyes

Beaming like Sunday morning

More sincere than a sinners prayer

Love are your hands

The container of my fate

Flexible like your five fingers

Love is your waist

It holds the mystery of time and affection

Made to unfold when my hand collides through

Love is your feet

Firm; rooted

Tucked into the ground like our commitments to each other

You; are love itself

photocredit- @katchsilva