The language of love

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Speak with the language of love.
–Rumi

The language of love
needs no words, no script
it flows from my heart to yours
with no gates or doors;
I can feel the vibe in the air
I can feel the love
in my veins
as it flows;
my love knows no bounds
it’s floating in the air
in your arms right away;
love is divine
it needs no idol to worship
we pray and sin
to the gods etched in our souls;
my fingers entwine and
our lips are locked
the story is engraved
in our souls;
it creates a poem
every day
it bleeds and screams
but it
frees us from shackles
evermore;
my soul reaches
gets the deliverance
we were born to reach
it renders it pure;
Love put the mortal fears to bed
slays demons you raised
it baptizes you once more.

Love needs no words, no script
it flows from my heart to yours
it fills us with the
warmth of my soul
pouring to yours;
we are interlocked
in our gaze
beauty takes a new form
everyday;
hidden for so long
saving ourselves from the bruises
you still manage to find my
soul trapped in yours;
loves brings order
to this chaotic world
as my heart sync up to yours;
loves weaves beauty
in the burlap of life
gives you the sheen
warmth and shine;
melody of the mortal souls
muted for so long
needs to be played
with its own symphony
it adores;
Language of love
needs no words
no script
it has its own rules
only a lover knows.

Photo by Mayur Gala on Unsplash

This post is in response to the prompt
Legend

43 thoughts on “The language of love

  1. You are so well versed in this language that it shows in every line and how true is that: it has its own rules only a lover knows.

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