Sharing a Beautiful Poem

To be able to admit love
Is a charming thing.
To be able to do that
To different people
Without any desire other than
The mere longing
To express that love itself
Is even more so.

I love you for gently holding my hands
While crossing the road.
I love you for your childlike smile
Showing the narrow gap between your teeth.
I love you for spending long hours with me
In the night
Listening patiently to my incessant ramblings.

Confess each of these loves.
Be it to men or to women.
Speak your love into their minds
As gracefully as placing a petal in water,
In a voice as lucid as that soft watery sound.

To tell them that you love them
Is not a promise that you'll live with them,
Is not for holding hands with them
Nor for kissing them.
It is to return that pleasant feeling
Which they have caused in your heart.
It is a sweet gift which you can give them.
For, if your words stay within them
Like unfading flowers;
If those same words can
Bring an occasional smile
On their otherwise serious faces
Or a tinge of shy red
On their aging cheeks,
Then..
Then you can be happy that
You have done your tiny bit
In making their life
A more interesting one.

-Speaking of Love, Nithin Nirmala Mahendran