Love is...
Are we the sum of our words?
What's the difference between
giving you all my heart,
and giving you four-thirds?
It's hard to tell where the divide
between my mind and feelings is,
as you surpass any multitude of adjectives
that I define you inside.
Even a detailed list, an array
would not compare to you;
a warm waterfall of smiling sunlight
that always brightens my day.
Even considering the exponential happiness you bring me
is now integral to my happiness, which now converges to love;
you exceed limits I did know existed,
overflowing with positivity that makes the grass grow lush, radiant with kindness that makes the whole world hush,
even down to every odd bee. When I am with you, there is nowhere else I would rather be.
Love is not finite.
Love is not a need.
Love is a want.
A want to return all that has been given.