The Song of Love

The Song of Love.

Her nipples-fountain

that nurse and nurture-

the lowly and mighty;

among them are: nobles,

kings, men-of-extra-ordinary

ability.

Very erogenous-the

apple-shaped-titillating-

organ-the breasts-

that decode every

love formula and sexual

equation.

Smiles and joy, they bring-

when seen, lessons on love-

they keep teaching,

century-after-century;

uncontrolled passion and

heat,

they generate behind the

closed doors.

Her eyes-the illumination

that lights pathway of love,

un-fading chandelier

that keeps the light of

love ablaze.

Her eyes and mind-

the Magnetic Resonance

Imaging (MRI)-

the tool that creates and

stores invisible images of love,

through the complex network-

the passion-created-feelings,

by body electro-magnetic-

system.

She discovers love through

searching, 

discovered love becomes

a treasure through

preservation-in-a-three-

step-function of memory:

encode, storage, and retrieval.

Through memory and

power of love,

lovers recall and put 

love into a play

whenever desired and

wanted.

Love, a never ending

source of pleasure and

intimacy between lovers;

more so, life sustaining-

mechanism among humankind.

Her hairs-eternal

crown of beauty-

valued more than

maned-young-lion,

desirable more than pampas-

created-hair in the South.

Her ergonomic hands so

beautiful,

like steels, it acts in challenging

situation,

but gentle with message of love;

her fingers powerful than

expressive thoughts of the heart,

upon them are-

are eternal signature stamps-

that create everlasting imprints of

love.

Her legs-are strong pillars-

stronger than concrete cast

beams in deep water or

pylon on a rock;

moreover, swifter than

gazelle and faster than hare.

Her ears-like Sonar-

sound navigation and

ranging,

a detective tool of love-

a compass, a direction-location-

tool of love.

Her totality radiates love,

her embodiment personify

love.

Love, I want you in my

courtyard,

let your love lights my heart and

makes it aglow,

visit my soul and make me happy,

until you come-I shall keep in

expectation of you.