Hearts were hearts with a single seat,
Beats were beats but a jingle beat,
Whether in a trough or in a crest
Love was love and always at its best,
Resultant wave, its statics, its dynamics,
Overruled all objections of the ethics!
But her smile wasn’t merely a smile,
It was first page of a heart’s profile,
When it came on a woman’s lips,
It climbed to the pearl of hair clips,
A rose was rose restless among leaves,
Waiting for an adventure of the thieves,
The rose is happy in the silky hairs,
Love is love walks slowly on the stairs.
At every floor love opened the doors,
Colors and fragrance on all the floors,