When love comes

. . . in boxes

. . . . . . . with ribbons

. . . . . . . . . . and bows

 

Lasting only as long as

. . . . . . the unwrapping,

. . . . . . . . . and lifting from the box,

It delights momentarily.

 

When love comes

. . . in phone calls

. . . . . . of whispers,

. . . . . . . . . and sighs,

 

Lasting only as long as

. . . . . . our hearts

. . . . . . . . . beat erratically,

It arouses unexpectedly.

 

When love comes

. . . in waves

. . . . . . of expectation,

. . . . . . . . . of promise,

 

Lasting only as long as

. . . . . . needs are

. . . . . . . . . exposed to us,

It satisfies fully.