Being in Love.
Love remembers the sweet taste
of a rainbow with a pot of gold
with promises of riches within.
Love remembers the sweet comfort
of endless nights by the fireside
curled up with a warm drink.
Love remembers the joyful tears
when vows were honored as sacred
Two lives forever intertwined.
Love remembers the somber glow
as the full moon lit the path
and gentle waves washed upon the shore.
Love remembers the soft brightness
Christmas lights glistened against the snow
in a world surrounded in a blanket of white.
Love remembers the pounding hearts
weakened knees and sweaty palms
and the innocence of a first crush.