Crumpled sheets

Love! I've seen
Alot of it.
It is hidden
Amidst those morning
Bed spread.
The crumpled sheets.
Thrown into ignorance
Distorted lingerie.
The surprise choco truffles.
Those smiles.
The uncalled gidders.
Sometimes it pulls you
Right from the waist
And makes you prance
At a thumping pace.
And the comfort
Upon that warm touch.
Sometimes, it's just invisible
Still there. Like air.
It lies in that silence.
The understanding.
In changed decisions.
In those eyes
So cold to precision.
It stirs
In the warm coffee
Right on a bed
With a smiley melody.
I have even seen it
In fights.
In those angry remarks.
Those nerves so tight.
And then it flows
Along with tears.
So pure. So washed.
With time - in fear.
I have seen love
Alot if it.
But it doesn't seem to end
The craving for it.
And it is not limited
To someone
Or something.
It is huge.
It is a special feeling.
All about vibes I feel.
The fuel of soul
Is love I feel.