Happy February 14th

LOVE is ? Is love, an essence, of flesh and skin or a scent that's emitted, from within Is it an impression, created by the heart or a design, to be viewed, as abstract art Is it something within all humans grasp or a mental image, felt when people gasp Is it's existence real, or just imaginary truth an artificial attraction, held from our youth Is it an inevitable desire, that embarrasses all or a treasured goal, of kinship as we sprawl Desire, Passion, Marriage, lessen loneliness within but, affection lost, leaves you in a loveless skin Is it a fleeting feeling, that wasn't meant to hold or nurtured attraction, the oneness, as I'm told Lust, Enthusiasm, Devotion, of intimacy with one or hope of a life long friend, to share earths sun a confession of confusion or a happiness unknown feeling completed by Cupid's arrow when your alone An intense, deep explosion, of your lust and desire or that soothing relaxation, that's felt after the fire Told long ago "It's what make the world go round" Keep stoking that fire, till that arrow is downed