The Faintest Hint of Love

The faintest hint of love
That branch of trees so green,
Just spreads quite free and openly,
Like passions, truths unseen.

It circles, lingers like the clouds
So charged in sunsets rare,
And lights the painting's brilliant hues
With wonder, hope to share.

So scattered are the messages
Of splendored gifts to be;
Will fate transform the two of us,
Alert us, make us see?

Assuredly, our destinies
Seem one as God demands;
So trustingly, we do proceed
Just like our faith commands.

Hugs and kisses, "I love you's" 
Are now forever claimed;
Many smiles, laughter, tears,
We, two, our children framed.

Love's emotions, ever pure
God's grace, His will to bless -
For when the bells toll way up high
As lovers, we'll impress.