Love nourishes itself with love.
Every kiss, is milk suckled,
Every caress, is thirst quenched,
What satisfaction we find,
When love given, is love returned.
How fulfilling life would be,
When love so elusive, is found not wanting.
Neither drugs nor fluids is what we need in order to live,
But a complete knowledge of YOU and ME; which is love.
For your cells and mine, are nourished with love.
Yet, nothing nourishes love,
But love nourishes itself with love.