by Kristy M. Moses Love is just a word
it knows not the feel of a gentle hand
cannot capture the emotion of an aching heart
love is just one word
one word that cannot possible describe
the fever that burns
when lovers embrace
the pure euphoria of skin against skin
the quivering anticipation
of soft lips meeting
four letters
feebly trying to express
the joy, the sadness, the weakness, the strength, the forever
that I feel
yet this word that can never say everything
that I need it to
is all I have to give to you
