True love
is not physical beauty,
but an inner splendor
that glows in the soul and
radiates through all impediments,
forsaking all boundaries.


True love...
is not perfection.
The perfection lies in
the melding of two hearts,
and two souls, to create a bond
that survives all imperfections
and the passage of time.


True love...
is not fire,
but the kind of warmth one feels
from a golden fire's glow,
an incomparable comfort
in the face of despair,
an offering of hope
when all is hopeless.


True love is us
with heart and soul,
warm glowing light,
and everlasting hope.