A Kind of Love

A kind of love And this is but one in an ocean of many, Indefinite definitions of love So you can fish out any Perhaps, come up with one. I was intrigued to hear that love’s a verb An action word whose meaning Goes beyond mere feelings With a tendency to change From initially feeling a certain way- To no longer feeling the same Contrary to walking away and turning your back Choosing to an action to rekindle the flame Synergistically working together to bring it back Amid a hopeless moment when it seems to fade It ain’t all about finding a perfect match Because when it comes people, there’s no such thing as a perfect pack Be not marveled This isn’t a jigsaw puzzle The reason why some people never break up And why others always make up Putting aside their differences, living together No matter the weather Patience, long-suffering and acceptance Not vainly chasing after the wind; who can catch that? Appreciating what’s at hand, nobody’s perfect Never shrinking to grow against a harsh moment, When the feelings seem to fall dormant As a dying flame almost extinct Real love still persists to exist Withstanding the waves Enduring the most vile of tests Yes, the initial stage is for a little taste After which comes the roughest phase Which lovers have to face Or never make it to the end. If every soul understood how it works They would better know how to share it