Love

A four letter word, with a definition unknown.
One of the first words spoken to an recognized by us.
(Love)
But what is love? Could you describe it in a charade?
If you said yes, you're a liar.
Making a heart shape with your hand certainly does not suffice.
You cannot show love, express it.
Love is a "click" word.
It's an internal connection,
That completely confuses you until it clicks.
You know when you know, it will hit you when you least expect it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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