Her smile cascades down the stairs.

Surely, this radiation comes from within,

And yes, we care for those alone who may not show joy,

Or use manners unbecoming love,

I hear him shouting, I love thee, thrice to emphasize his ardent way.

My own single status still sways others who judge me to need their love.

Who can shut off from love?

Those people deserve all our love.

Yet, beacons shine forth in the darkness.

Solitude will brighten up a mood.

Becoming single might bring joy to some hearts.

And merriment raises all from gloom.

Many forms of love adorns us all.

A bright star shall lead you.