Teach me, teach me the
word love.
I know what isn't,
I think, enough.
I know only
there is fragrance
an air of affection,
and no repentance.
Once the music of love
rings in heart,
nothing can be nicer,
than this art.
Love is a magic,
beyond flesh and blood.
It makes far too near,
with emotive flood!
Teach me, the way
to love if you know.
You won't succeed,
to surpass me though.
Neela Nath
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/teach-me-the-word-love/
