Love Is...

Love is...

Of all the time in front of the sandy shore with the tides and waves crashing in as you hold her in your arms at time passes by with not a memory forgotten...

Walking down through alleyways, streets, malls, and much more places with the everlasting soft touch of her hand held within your grasps...

From all the time together, staying like thus said, the very climax of containing her lips in yours, after having her stare into your eyes as anxiously as she could be...

Just the feeling when everything is assured that the love of your life is forever intertwined with you; and never once shall both of you be cleft in twain between each other...

But most of all, love is when your dreams are but shattered, however, you still hand luck, hope, and happiness to the very one from elsewhere as you watche her enjoy her days...