My love is not built for boasting.
It is not a showoff
or a sparkling diamond
treasured more for its cost
than its existence.
It knows no pride
Does not consider itself worthy
of airs and graces
sitting itself on a high shelf
far above it all.
I do not wish to postulate
or pontificate
believing my love trumps all.
Love is not for shameless confessing.
It is a blessing.
Very nice ! Love it !
I completely agree with your sentiment. And what a treat it is for me to read your poetry again. 😀
Missed you too hon!!