What is love?

What is Love?

Love is a slow Kiss goodnight.

(It's Anticipation)

Love is an Imperfection

In yourself not bothering you.

(It's Acceptance)

Love is passing up an Opportunity

Because the Time isn't right yet.

(It's Patience)

Love is a Back massage that starts above

The hairline and ends around the insoles.

(It's Exploration)

Love is not having to say

"Let's make love"

Because you know what to do.

(It's Humor)

Love is being told

"Stop and I'll kill you"

(It's Desire)

Love is reviewing the damage

To your living room

And realizing personal effects

Are strewn in a clockwise pattern

From the front door to the bedroom.

(It's Abandonment)

Love is seeing what your lover

Really looks like for the first time.

(It's Truth)

Love is knowing what time it is

And not caring.

(It's Joy)

Love is the arms around you

Tightening their embrace.

(It's Ecstasy)

Love is seeing a new side

Of a person you thought you knew.

(It's Renewal)

Love is telling a person if you have

To leave you will let them sleep

And being told they would

Rather be woken.

(It's Tenderness)

Love is waking up to find the subject

Of the dream you were having asleep

On your shoulder.

(It's where Fantasy meets Reality)

Love is being there

To wake your lover - Slowly.

(It's Sensuousness)

Love is belately knowing

Why you bothered

To buy a queen-size bed

Three years ago.

(It's Practicality)

Love is two people only taking

Up a third of a queen-size bed.

(It's Closeness)

Love is knowing you gave the extra set

Of keys to your apartment

To the right person.

(It's Trust)

Love is saying good-bye

And knowing you will be back

By mutual consent.

(It's Faith)

Love is stretching your arms

And discovering the real meaning

Of the word "sore".

(It's a Lesson in human frailty)

Love is opening your medicine cabinet

And finding your tube of toothpaste

Turned into a pretzel.

(It's Adaptation)

Love is sitting at the window,

Looking out

And remembering who you

Were with the night before.

(It's Reflection)

Love is hearing the weather forecast

For a winter storm

And wishing you could spend it in

Bed with your lover.

(It's Loneliness)

Love is stories

That will never be told.

(It's Personal)

Love is a slow kiss goodnight... ......

XXXOOO