Love Lessons

Feel the wind caressing your cheeks,

Like the fingers of a lover running over your skin:

Gently, affectionately.

You feel like a delicate crystal

In the hands of a lover who won't let you break.

You're the most precious thing

A thing of beauty

Which gives joy to the eyes of the beholder.

The love poured into you makes you realize

The beauty within you that you had overlooked

Makes you conscious of the little faults

Which your lover sweetly calls "quirks".

The light being shone on you fills you up,

Reflected by your crystal eyes.

And others see the sparkle and shine in those once unlit orbs

And ask you if you're in love.

Yes, you are.

A love which taught you the valuable lesson

Of loving yourself once again.

Reviews

[Vishuddha]

What a beautiful poem! Love, such a glorious thing, written about too little. Yes, it is so much like light. Thank you for this sunbeam.