Love

What is Love?

Is it the feeling you get inside when I look into your eyes?
Is it the way a mother holds her child with such care, protection,& pride?
The way a child cares for its first puppy or kitten, or the way a homeless man keeps his last mitten?
Or the funny feeling you get in your stomach every time you see someone you miss?

Who is Love for?

Your Mother, Father, Bro,or Sis?
The kind of person when away you miss?
The one you look up to,who's always around?
The one who listens without a sound?
Your neighbor ,your friend,who will be there till the end?
A pen pal who you write to every now and then?
A husband and wife who've been together for years on end?

When can Love happen?

At first sight, or after some kind of fight?
On the return of some long lost friend?
Or someone that came from pretend?
On a known day or time, or upon some unexpected find...

Where can it be found?

In a love letter, a valentine,
Over a long chat, and a glass of wine,
In the glimpse of his eyes, the warmth of his smile,
Or if in trouble he stays for a while...
In a gesture of kindness, a good deed,
Something that was done in the time of need,
In a heart bereft of greed.

Why do we Love?

To protect and keep that person close,
To be there for them when they need us the most,
To have and share with family and friends,
To stand up for you no matter where, what, and when...
To cherish the moments you shared whilst they were there,
For someone you made and watch while it sleeps,
Something or someone we'd always want to keep.

How do you know Love?

By the warmth in a smile, a firm scolding, and then an understanding hug,
The feeling of trust you have for someone...
The content you feel knowing that you have someone in your heart that you care for and that your in theirs,
A connection without any special reason, except that you can see your future with him,
And you can picture a family in which the both of you are included,
The way you would do anything for him and know that he would do the same,
When your heart, body,and soul agree that he is the one.

That's my definition of my someone, Do you think its Love,...? I do.