Purified, words filtered, the heart pure, the love true. The soul, cleaned of toxic feelings. Pure love, deep like a river. A crystal spring, a quiet stream, the depth overflowing. Purified, natural love bubbling, beyond the surface, like pristine rushing water. My love, will never be perfect, but predicated. With filtered thoughts, the soul will be refined, the heart defined. The love never needing, to be re-strained. Love made clear, clarifies the intent. Removing any doubt, is the motivation pure? Fresh love, the essence pure inside. For love to be true, through and through, it pours out authentic. Escaping the soul, through love’s purest hue. A love quintessential, so refreshing, like an endearing summer breeze. Purified, my soul wants to forever be a heart, being Purified!