Love, that state of being,
Residing not in the heart,
Although heart claims it
As the seat, for itself.

That feeling, it pumps differently,
Fuller and stronger; it heaves thick
Blood and drunkens the mind;
In the soul, it fills the tank, and
Likewise heaves God’s goodness;
Promises across your skin,
Fire and thirst into your limbs;
That kiss you’re yearning for,
A perfect kiss on the perfect lips.

A lovers lips.
A babies head.
A parent’s hand.
For those we know,
For strangers alike,
And yet not the fullest love.

He didn’t love from head or heart,
But being; He became love, is love,
The manifestation of love;
That’s why his touch healed,
Why hate spirits recoiled;
There is no match, this is not will,
This is being, will is spirit, that
Which is hoped for and achieved.

His was being that is,
His was love that was and is,
He gave, nay he didn’t give,
It just is, for all to take.

Receive, don’t question, take it, it’s free;
Beware all foes, for those that are his,
Mankind is destined; for those opposed,
Poison and some death, fast or slow,
But assured, so scoff or give in.

“Being in Love” ©2026 Artist Robert Perez™

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