The poetic chemistry of love

Breath in
Sit and bask
in the feeling
Of a drug
that cannot be bought
Of a high
that cannot be faked
Sit and wait
for the next gift
The next little dose
of heaven
Revealed here on Earth
Created
when two people unite

When the body,
the words
and the labels
fade away
And all that is left
in pure sight
Is the mind
The creativity
The dreams
The passion
The tears
The soul.

Love is
what you cannot see.
The obscure.
Love is
walking and talking all around us
The mundane
Only noticed
when a reaction happens between us
And we appreciate
What is not seen.

Love is borrowing God's glasses
And seeing each other
Through His eyes