I am Love

I am Love.

Have I not shown you who I am?

I am the force that shifts the tides of your heart.

The passion that flows through your veins.

Do you not know who I am?

I am Love.

I am the spirit of tenderness

that penetrates your skin.

The soul of the purest form

of humanity which you

most desire in this world.

I am Love.

I am an earthquake that shakes

your very essence.

The greatest force of nature

which makes you

tremble at my touch.

Because of fear? No.

Because of Love.

I am Love.

Who told you I am cruel?

Who dared ever to claim themselves as I,

with a blow to your face?

You told you those bruises are

bearings of affection?

Coward is he who ever

claimed you enamored him

yet he made sure you always

felt unworthy and unloved.

He is not Love

Cold-blooded was the woman who

gave you her heart only

for it to be a stone-in-disguise

which she would later

execute you with.

She is not Love.

Am I not Love?

The one who shouts 

worthy are you of me!

priceless is your value!

I am not purple and blue

spots on your skin.

I am the tender kisses

that mark your body.

Never will I keep you

boxed away, like an 

object of my keeping.

My beloved, I set you free

from any invisible chain 

that holds you hostage.

My darling,

He is not Love.

She is not love.

I am Love.

And I love you.