Those who think love’s just sex or gold, Should cross their borders, brave and bold. For love’s not found in flesh or gain, But in shared silence, joy, and pain. It lives in hearts that truly care, In eyes that speak when words aren’t there. It’s in the laugh that lights your night, The hand that holds you through the fight. Love isn’t bought, nor easily own, It’s grown from trust, seeds once sown. Those chasing thrill may never see, The love that breathes in honesty. So let them chase their fleeting fire, While I seek warmth that won’t expire. For real love blooms beyond the skin A world unseen, yet deep within.