Does not love know it's name?
It's name when called upon to reveal itself,
It does reveal when one is honest to oneself,
We shall always allow the growth and sprouting
Of this love,
Of this love, I do thirst,
I am not alone in this quest,
But my question is this: Shall I find it truly?
Truly, my dear, you are mine,
My true love of whom I do enjoy endlessly,
Swear to me the passions of yours and I will openly give up the swelling inside of my heart,
My heart it does beat for you,
But does your heart rally with mine truly?
I do believe it does.
