Can you describe it?
Each calming breath like a sweet-smelling breeze,
Butterflies in my stomach beat their silken wings, set to fly.
Warm embrace, holding hands
With our hearts to the beat of a dreamed-up drum.
The description is endless
And so is our passion.
Dust off melodies, softly sung.
I’m safe, I’m insane.
Lightning strikes in our souls
Can you describe love?
An older poem, but one of my favourites (yes, I am completely cheating because I wasted all of my time today watching Supernatural…)