Love
Love is red. It is red and it is beautiful. Love is rememberance, deep rememberance, sole rememberance. Love is peaceful, calmly peaceful, extremely peaceful and yet so undulating. Love is soothing, soothing to the heart, mind, soul, body. It is pleasing, pleasurably pleasing.
The minds blossoms. In love, everything blossoms. To the diseased everything is seen as diseased and the ecstatic finds only ecstacy around. In love, the mind blossoms forth making us realize the true potential of our emotions. In love you only see love and boy is that lovely! Love gushes from the mind into the body and the body blossoms too! To be in love is so tasty. It is like a hunger-striker eating after days, that first bite, which is so tasty... That is like love. Like a thirsty drinking his first drop after days. Like that bitter sweet feeling of the rolling tear.
Love is our inner need and love is our innate creed. Everyone needs love as much as the other and love is what drives this world. Ask those who are in love, the real meaning. Rare but not non-existant, true love, changes one's life. It changes the way of thought. It changes the appearence. The couples seen lurking are pretentious like the movie stuff.. Go ask the real lovers what love means and they will tell you how warm, how ardent, how fervid it is. Perhaps they wont, because they cannot explain that in words. A million words in the dictionary shall fail to express what the heart feels. The heart can only feel and not speak. The mind speaks and the heart can only enjoy. The food of the heart is love and do not deprive it.
Love is red and it is beautiful. But taste it, you can only.