His soul

Her soul

He sweeps her off her feet. 

She comes to kiss him in the rain

The full times of a love story

Where the magic never fades. 

Love is never vain 

It is inexplainable. 

When I was asked to explain what is love, 

I could never because it's different for everyone. 

Some need lusting passion to make them feel loved.

Others need a dozen roses and a thousand 'I love yous' 

I have never experienced it so I would never know how it feels. 

To have someone care for you so much that it turns into love. 

Opening your heart as if they had a key. 

Unlocking your secrets and endevours with each brush of their hand. 

Guiding you to the path of life you want to be in. 

Never knowing that ever path forward is another step backwards. 

And every vibrant heart means another broken heart is soon to come.