All she is

Love is happiness,
no she is happiness...
love is greatness,
no she is greatness...
love is she,
no she is love...
For without her there could possibly be no love, without her there could not possibly be life...
she is all there is to live for and so much more...
when i see her i melt in her gaze longing to hold her in my arms and smell her oh so sweet scent...
when shes gone i want to break down in tears drink from what emotions i have left...
I would pour her my soul in a cup if she asked, and i know she would set me free...