Love's Description

My personal description of love.

There is no written passage,
No group of words
To describe how I feel about you.
When I see you,
Sparks don't fly
But instead, my chest constricts.
When I hear your voice,
My stomach doesn't get butterflies
But instead, my soul quivers.
When I am able to touch you,
I imagine, not electrifying fingers
But instead, the sweetest of caresses.
When one day I can kiss you,
I don't imagine kisses to make my knees weak
But instead, kisses that make my heart sing,
My mouth turn up, and my eyes smile