Love is…

What you think love is soft?
Pretty and pink
Wrapped in bows
Chocolate kisses and melt in the middle treats

Love is hard
Love is solid
Love is dense
With sharp edges
Love cuts deep
Love lingers
Love stays
With no place to go
Love is heavy
Love is blind
Love is picky
With prickly thorns
Love hurts
Love, that bitter medicine
Love is a weapon
With every ounce it fights
Love conquers
Love builds walls
Love destroys
Love is not the love of perfection
Love does not achieve perfection
Love is perfection
Love is real

And when it comes
It can hurt
But when it comes
It stays
Never failing you
So if it’s gone
It just wasn’t the one called love
They call love
Love stays even buried 6 ft
It comes, reminding you
Not a moment on the lips a life time on the hips
But several moments within
A lifetime in your soul
But you dilating and challenging selfish ways Giving life to a new chamber
Making way for love to truly sit in your heart
When the growing pains cease
That pain becomes pleasurable
Because that pleasure over rides
Or maybe you realise it was never really pain
It was just love, because love is

Love is hard
Love is solid
Love is dense
With sharp edges
Love cuts deep
Love lingers
Love stays
With no place to go
Love is heavy
Love is blind
Love is picky
With prickly thorns
Love hurts
Love that bitter medicine
Love is a weapon
With every ounce it fights
Love conquers
Love builds walls
Love destroys
Love is not the love of perfection
Love does not achieve perfection
Love is perfection
Love is real
Love is love