Essence of Love

One should not force the other in love
For if it was so, then it was not love
It is that crossing path of two souls
Colliding blindly in mysteries ways
Set forth by God as His Blessings
To subjects chosen by His Wills
Love is lilted in rhythmic tunes
Echoed through the humps of life
Melodies jubilating harmoniously
Drum beats that warms cold nights
Comforting hut from the burning sun
And a prerequisite to the essence of love