ALGORITHM OF LOVE


Held high in the morning wind

Her love sprung into my arms

Whispering magic in my heart

Stirring words of love


Never ending desire as we touch

She gives without knowing

The freedom of passion

A breeze of gentle caress


With her creation the world has changed

To return to days of old

When the universe was new

Lost until she arrived to fill life


In her magical essence

I have found all that I am

In simplicity an algorithm unstructured

To her I give a graceful kiss called love


Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000