Poem

This is not a poem

A poem is words that rhyme

This is more than a poem

This is more than me

Uncontrollable emotions

Unseen amounts of energy

Spinning around our lives

Pulling us closer

Plucking at our heart strings

Binding our souls

Consuming our minds

Gives me strength

to walk into the unknown

And it begins with four words

Love, such a word we think we know

But we will never know

I have seen love, heard love,

And believe I know love!

But love is never known

For love is never ending

Immeasurable in its length

Undefined in its meaning

And because of this,

Love is always learning

Love is always loving

No force even compares

To its existence

By understanding

I will never fully know.

I'll take your hand

And grip it tight

And entrust our love

To get through fights

To Guide us through

the undetermined future...