What love is actually

Love is-

watching of me through her eyes,
inside my warm holding with no ice.

hearing of me by her ears,
promising not to spend her tears.

smelling of me by her nose,
for her to be a red rose.

telling the truth of me with her lips,
with a smile, felt deep

holding of her hands inside mine
in the spring

and understanding me
by me & for me
through her.

that love actually is.