Love is …

Love is…


Love is such a peculiar thing

It beats the drum

and leads the singing …


Single word, a multi-million dollar emotion

It has a thousand shapes,


and ways …


It will take away the question

And shine a light into the days…

of bewilderment


If so many things come and go

In the name of a love we know

then why do we keep trying to give it

only one word?


Passion. Lust. Joy and Sorrow.

From yesterday up through tomorrow

like falling stars …

Its a brief moment


That you remember forever.