What is love?
The autum leaves dropping?
The soaring birds flocking?
I think not.
Love is an emotion.
Not something you can drink like a potion...
Looking at the ocean. with that significant other, almost feeling like slow motion.
Many laughs, and funny photographs.
Love is beautiful.
You keep it tight like a small cubical.
Never betraying, sticking together
Even in the worst weather.
For this is love.
Love is not an item, its a feeling.
A certain type of healing,
One thats not misleading.
Love strikes the deepest part of our hearts.
It gives us a jumpstart.
Forever it shall stay
It will not go away
Love is a great pathway.