What is love?
Is a desperate promise you’re too scared to break?
Is it a feeling so rich and pure you’ll never really understand it?
Or is it something else?
Is it the electricity that flows between fingertips
Or every touch that seems to make a second into forever
Is it every emotion or sensation discovered through the person you love
Or every word that fascinates you with the rise and fall of every note
The silence that fills up everything with a sense of ease
A moment too close to be anything but comfort
Or is it just a simple agreement between two minds and two hearts?
Love is like the ocean, deep yet full of life
Murky and dark or clear
Will the people who never know love ever realize the still and calm at the surface is a show for the quick darting and fast movements
Will they ever understand how many feelings that were never named can wash over you like the waves?
Can they ever believe that love fades into calm and lies low until the time is right and the love is bright again and then it burns with the power of a thousand suns?
Love it the candle in the night, so few see it but it still burns bright
And through the winds and the storms it will continue to shine it’s light
So maybe love is something else
Maybe love is a truth, so raw and so plain
That a person’s flaws become fascinating and you because you’re attention is encapsulated in their smile
It’s living vicariously through another just to feel the strength of your own love
The strength of a tall oak, braving through a harsh winter
No tree will ever be the same as another, just like love
And though you may seem quite small in an endless forest, you still made it through the winter
You provided shelter and safety to the smallest of lives
And you held secrets whispered in the wind like they were the answers you’d been waiting for
And when the sun burned bright and the rays streamed through your new leaves
You lived
And through them you lived again
And you loved
Because what else were you to do?
So while the lonely wait
And the broken weep
Love will find its way
Because it is a truth, even if it’s a hard one to find
A new truth will come with a new day
Love will find what it needs
Like people and everything worth something in this world, live takes time
And even if love hurts, if the truth is cold and bitter
There will be warmth and sweetness to make it more than worth it
Love is tried, love is true
Love is everyone between the two
So what is love, the people ask
It’s a story untold, and a truth yet to be found
It’s beautiful, elegant prose
Wrapped in colors of pink and gold