There is no emotion behind love
for emotions fly on the wings of a whim
tossed on the seas of circumstance
Love is constant.

Love is not an expression of the tongue
Though the French claim to possess the secret
Words fall short and vows easily forgotten
Love is action.

There is no lust where love resides
Respect is the only card played
when you grasp the upper hand
Love is pure.

Pride is restrained
Denying yourself for the sake of another
It seeks the greater good
Love is sacrifice.

Strength is found
in the test of time, unyielding
It holds when all is lost
Love is patient.

Love sees beyond the surface
reaching into the depths of one's
soul, never settling for less
Love speaks to the potential.

When words are followed
Even when they grate against
the very fiber of your being
Love is obedient.

To give is to love
Is it right to withhold something
that dies when held in
Love is given away.

On this I ponder
What is love
And will I ever find it

04/07/2004

Author's Note: people use the word "love" so loosely ... i have been reflecting over what that word truly means and all it entails...

Posted on 04/10/2004
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