Love's Language

How does Love communicate?

In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,

And in the pallor that succeeds it; by way of

The quivering lid of an averted eye--

The smile that proves the mother or father to a sigh

for that reason doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?

By the uneven coronary heart-throbs, and the freak

Of bounding pulses that stand nonetheless and discomfort,

at the same time new emotions, like strange barges, make

along vein-channels their stressful direction;

still because the daybreak, and with the daybreak's swift force--

hence doth Love speak.

How does Love speak?

In the avoidance of that which we seek--

The unexpected silence and reserve when near--

the attention that glistens with an unshed tear--

the enjoyment that seems the counterpart of fear,

as the alarmed coronary heart leaps within the breast,

And is aware of, and names, and greets its godlike visitor--

as a result doth Love speak.

How does Love converse?

In the proud spirit immediately grown meek--

The haughty coronary heart grown humble; in the gentle

And unnamed gentle that floods the sector with attractiveness;

within the resemblance which the fond eyes trace

In all fair matters to one loved face;

within the shy touch of palms that thrill and tremble;

In appears and lips that can no more dissemble--

accordingly doth Love communicate.

How does Love speak?

Within the wild words that uttered appear so weak

They reduce ashamed in silence; within the hearth

look strikes with glance, swift flashing excessive and higher,

Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm;

within the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,

Impassioned tide that sweeps by way of throbbing veins,

Between the shores of eager delights and pains;

within the include the place madness melts in bliss,

And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss--

therefore doth Love speak.