Love is

Love is the opal,

You will need to mine for,

And then guard it’s precious fire. 

Love is the lion,

You will need to tame,

And then watch lest it turn fierce. 

Love is the question,

You always ask, 

But remain fearful of the answer.

Love is the flame

That causes smoke

And only burns clean when it’s hot.

Love is the moan

Soothing the night, 

Evoking the moon’s raw beauty

Love is the morning

Branded with sweat

With bodies alone having meaning

Love is aloneness

Banished away

Companionship never is wanting

Love is the story

We all want to hear

Love is the conquest of all that we fear

Love is the thing that went missing