The Meaning of Your Love

Have you ever thought,
Have you ever known
What your love is for me?
Let me tell it to you:

It’s like a cosy blanket
That covers me when it is cold.
It’s like a fresh wind
That cools my body when it is hot.
It’s like a holy water
That heals my soul when it is hurt.
It’s like a stable strainer
That cleans my mind when it is blurt.
It’s like a hallow fire
That burns my evil when I am wrong.
It’s like your tireless shoulders
That hold me up when I’m not strong.
It’s like a generous wine
That blunts my memory when it is painful.
It’s like the first aid medicine
That dulls my feeling when it is sinful.
It’s like a highland air
That lets me breath when I am choking.
It’s like a jolly candy
That makes me funny when I am joking.
It’s like a single ray
That brings some sun when days are gloomy.
It’s like a drop of drugs
That keep me healthy when life is loony.

It’s not the end of meaning
Of your eternal feeling.
Your love is hard to measure
Or to compare to treasure.
Because your love is priceless,
Triumphant, true and boundless.
It’s never ending story
Of happiness and glory!