Bound

Love contains patience. 

It gives chance after chance  

Always expecting  

Things to improve 

From the last time

Around. 

Love is precious. 

It always forgives 

Forgets the reasons  

Why hurt was born 

And gives birth to 

New life 

No traces of resentment 

Can be

Found. 

What love does not contain 

Is acumen. 

Once love is established  

In a person’s heart 

Reason 

Disappears. 

Like a bullet  

With no destination 

It accelerates 

Antecedently 

With no regard 

No regret 

And with no words 

Can this behavior be 

Expound. 

Love is blind. 

It cannot see  

Rationale 

It cannot comprehend 

Logic 

It only knows  

Emotion 

Devotion  

And could fill an ocean  

With ignorance  

Abound. 

Love is persistent. 

It will never cease trying 

To introduce itself 

Into the heart 

Of the object 

Of its desire... 

Seeking reciprocity 

Acceptance 

And forever to be 

Bound.