Love is what there is, Anything else is just lack of it. Like darkness is nothing but the absence of light, and cold of heat. So it is with love. Love is what there is, hate and aggression and apathy are just places of little love. I think.
Love is a knot, even in his absence you feel his presence The cord that binds might bend but never break in any sense Love is the sound of heart, love is a name from which never part Love is togetherness like the winter and a sweater,never apart Love is a silent lady that walks in a moonlit night Eyes mellowed in love's tender light Love knows no 'mine' or 'thine' It just keeps you on cloud nine;))
Like Randy already implied... (wait a minute, he got this one right? Please... where can I have my head examined, I must have hit it against something heavy? Ugh)