Love is
Love is acceptance without exceptions
Its boundaries without limitations
Its an exact measure of an imprecise proportion
Its something pure and delicate
Its losing your self inside one another
Without asking questions or questioning who, what and where
Its all these things and nothing else
But a little more of what you have inside to give
Its giving without anticipation of receiving
Its selfless and helpless
Its vulnerable to impartiality
Its safety and security when everything else around is falling apart
Its making time when there is no time
For each other, for yourselves
Its never really being alone
Just always being
Its together
No manual, no how-to-guide
No rules, no gimmicks, its sink or swim
Love has its own life that outlives the ones who love
Its undying, destined to outlast even Romeo and Juliet
Its an everlasting love
that lives on and on
Creating new life on its own
love is creation
Its all around
Love is being a care giver
To the one whom cries out in distress
For the love desired
To fill an empty space
Love is all these things
But if you must ask
Then surely you need to find out for yourself
Because this definition of love is tied to that which defines
What love is
Love is us
