True love, what is it
Emotions given unto another sweetly consumed bit by bit
That burning flame only one person has lit
A scent of one’s essence felt, however, not seen once it drifts
The smile, the eyes
Lost in rapture, union to be, already written in the skies
Ordained by kismet karma designs
The true essence of one’s soul to feel, enthrall, and be felt
The rhythm of bodies as souls blend and then softly melt
No, is it the arms, the hands
Upholding the heart when love is in demand
When life deals unkind and bitter reprimands
Is it the sensitive minds while on a pilgrimage to taste the Holy land
Is it the feet
The steps destiny has brought us pass the meet and greet
Hum, could it be the hue of a skin tone
Blinders on when awaited passion roams
In sync as minds, bodies, hearts echoes the same beautiful love song
Is it the body in motion
The temple of true devotion
The magnetic love potion
The twisting current when navigating inside my deep ocean
It is the essence of a spiritual combination
Soul to soul under one God, under one nation
Tears intermingling when words refuses to say
Bowing your heads together asking for a sacred union as you both pray
Either you have it, or you don’t
Beautiful minds think alike, some can’t, some won’t
Never realizing what true love is, so scavengers’ souls dance in the dark
You can’t cease cupid’s arrowing path, it's a zealous work of art
For some and for others, no end, no start
True love, what is it
