What is Love?
Sunsets and sunrises/
Meaningful conversations/
Yet we are just as comfortable saying nothing at all/
Because even in the silence,/
in fact, especially in the silence; /
Just your presence is more than enough to ignite my soul/
Excitement and relaxation/
My secret place/
Our darkest memories shared/
As new light shines/
By becoming our most vulnerable selves/
We are in fact, returning to our true selves/
Our selves before life hardened us/
Love helps us remember the world is not so bad at all/
But when it is, Love carries us through it’s ups and downs/
At times making us feel as light as a feather/
…Especially in reality; I can not escape you/
And quite frankly, I do not want to/
….I’m dreaming of, love. I’m missing, love.
