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
