LOVE

I am love.

I am the purest of the pure

I am not a child

But nor am I adult.

I hide myself

When I’m in pain

And I show up even in hurt.

My wings can envelope

And fill you with me;

My feathers fall and cause smiles.

I am virginal in myself;

Nothing can soil my soul.

I am love

The strongest emotion.

I am love;

I take the longest to grow.

Desdemona