Love Is

Love—what is love
Is it a thing that you can touch
No but it is a thing that you can feel
Is it a thing that you can see
No but it is a thing that you can watch
Is it a thing that you can hear
No but is a thing that listens
Is it a thing that you can buy
No but is a thing that gives
Love—what is love
Love—love is
Love is the springing of spring and
The singing of summer and
The falling of autumn and
The cold coming of winter
Love—love is wine aged
A bird uncaged
Love is fire forged steel
Love is flames leaping and
Love is pulsing embers
Love is a cord not easily broken
It is a living a dying
It is joy and trying and
Sleeping and weeping
Love—love is a deep rooted tree
Love is you and me
Me for you
You for me
You me
I you
We two
We