What is Love?

And he asks of her again...
"Do you even know what love is"?

When she sleeps,
the final vision is of him.
She can't fathom ever a day without
him by her side.

When she sees the candle-lights flicker
in the pupils of her children...
she cant stop thinking...
How can she be so blessed?

She even thinks its nonsense to miss him
while they are sleep...
but she does and can't figure out why.

Finally...oh, but the list could go on like
an ever flowing waterfall,
When their bodies unite, it's like the melting of wax,
forming two candles.

So, she asks of him...
"What is love"?

You. Love is you.

Love is this very instant, this moment, and
every one precious minute we have to look
forward to.