EPITOME OF LOVE

E P I T O M E     O F      L O V E

First Chapter

 In the garden of hearts, where emotions bloom,

There lies a love, like sweet, fragrant perfume.

A patient love, unwavering and true, 

Enduring flaws, embracing what is you.

For love, my dear, is a steadfast art,

It waits in the shadows, a beating heart.

In your imperfections, it finds its grace,

A love that time nor distance can erase.

In your moment of doubt, when you stumble and fall, 

This patient love is there to catch you, standing tall.

It knows that in weakness, strength can be found,

In the dept of your soul, is where love is bound.

Seconder Chapter

Through trial and trouble, it holds its ground,

In the face of adversity, it stands, unbound.

For it's not perfection that love desires,

But in the depth of the heart, the soul's burning fires.

In your darkest hours, it'll be your light,

Guiding you through the never-ending night.

With patience as its cloak and trust as its guide,

It'll be there for you, forever by your side.

We wait, we hope, we understand the cost,

Foe love knows not of haste or love that's lost.

No matter the quirks, the burdens we bear,

In the realm of patient love, we'll find solace there.

In you, my love, I see a world untamed,

And I'll wait forever, unashamed.

For patient love is steadfast, kind and strong,

A love that knows we both belong.

- Mike