A LITTLE LOVE

The cooling touch upon the fevered brow

A quiet word in the still of the night

A helping hand in time of need

Just being there at the needed time

A small hug, gentle kiss, or simple caress

The refuge of a nice warm lap

Old eyes meeting across a crowded room

The electricity of just holding hands

Quiet things, little things, just anything

The simple acts that bestow our love

Upon those we chose to love so much

How poor our world without quiet love

For love, like yeast, grows and multiplies

The more you give, the more you have–

Now, with some understanding of love

I love you, and you and you and you