Love is the breath of a new born baby.

Love is something that isn’t a maybe.

Love isn’t a sin or a crime.

Love isn’t something controlled by time.

Love is the star you can not see.

Love is the calm after a stormy sea.

Love isn’t something that is planed.

Love isn’t something that’s wrong or banned.

Love is cry of laughter and tears.

Love is all your joys and fears.

Love isn’t something you should hide away,

Love isn’t something that can wait a day.

Love is something no one knows.

Love is something that always grows.

Love isn’t something that’s instantly great.

Love isn’t something you’ll grow to hate.

But to any of us really know.

What is this thing we all show.

To our fathers and mothers.

Fiancé’s and lovers.

This thing that lurks inside our heart.

That plays a most important part.

Is love something you want to try?

Is love something where you ask why?

Is love a thing that turns a frown?

Or is love a big let down?