Can you
feel it?
Can you
feel it everywhere?
In the
sunshine on your skin?
In the
rain upon your hair?
As it
swims through atmosphere,
Into
your lungs.
It is
love, it is love.
It's an
emotion,
A
notion,
Undefined
by science.
It is
the black holes,
And dividing
by zeroes,
It
cannot be seen,
But it
exists.
And
sometimes it screams.
And
sometimes love whispers.
Can you
hear it?
As it
echoes,
And
reverbs?
Into every
single piece of you,
It's
every single piece of you.
You are
love.
Yes you
breathe it,
Can you
feel it?
And
taste it on your tongue?
The
sweet sugar of passionate,
Devotion
to everyone.
Feel it
running through you,
In your
blood, in your veins.
It is
everything.
Feel it
rip through your bones,
Into
tendons and ligaments,
And joints,
And
through all the muscle and marrow,
Into
every single cell,
Can't
you tell?
This is
love.
Sending
your body into an earthquake,
Bringing
you onto your knees,
As the
buckle like paper planes,
Dipping
in the breeze.
And it
spreads through your body like,
A
beautiful cancer,
But
it's not terrifying,
It's
death defying,
It is a
miracle.
A
wonder drug,
A
perfect hug,
Of
feeling and affection,
Of
pure, honest connection,
And no
objections,
To
calling it an infection,
In hopes
it spreads across the world,
And
travels into every single heart.
Let's
get sick with love.
Take
off your shirts of shallowness
And
your pants of pride.
Your
hats of haughtiness,
And
your socks of sin.
In your
nakedness bare your shame,
And
humility.
You are
human,
Bound
to forge mistakes,
And
trip and blunder.
Sit and
shiver in the forthcoming rains,
Tremble
at the thunder.
And
then clothe yourself.
Cover
yourself anew.
And
most of all,
Cover
yourself in love,
In love
above all things.
Wear it
as a coat,
And
feel it's beautiful warmth.
Wear it
on your feet,
Your
shoes,
And
always walk in love.
Let
love be the ocean that you drown in,
And
resurface with new found understanding.
And
love is not only for your,
Lover,
mother, brother.
But for
everyone,
For
everyone you like and that you hate,
Because
that is love.
When
you can offer up a part,
Of your
heart to someone who you think,
Does
not deserve it all.
That is
love,
That is
love,
That is
love.
So let
us love.
