The essence of love is attraction
The way your heart spins
When you see someone
The way you anticipate for hours
A short meeting with your crush
And the way your mind and body
Melt after that meeting
Leaving your head spinning
Dropping objects, running into things
Unable to concentrate
On anything else
You might be forgiven
For thinking this is love
But that is far too easy
For such a thing as love
Love is when your head
Has stopped spinning
And maybe,
Instead of giving you
So much energy
He gives you only lethargy
And still you stay
For love is not
Leaving at the first sight of lethargy
Or anger, or disinterest
Or bitter words
Anyone can love when all is well
And it takes true love to
Continue to make an effort
When the rose tint is gone.....
Love is peeling his skin
Bit by bit by one tiny bit
Carefully so that he doesn't
Wake up
And then putting it back together
Bit by bit
To see what exactly he is made of
To find out exactly what
Gives him so much energy
And what takes it away
What makes him smile in sleep
And what makes him jerk awake
and then doing the things
That make him smile
One at a time
It is lifelong, for love lasts
It is constant, for people change
So the skin you peeled back yesterday
For a peek inside
Will have no regrown
And the meat inside it
Will have completely renewed itself
So that every time you peel it back
It is a fresh new thing
It is arduous, for it means keeping
All the information in your head
At all times,
and accumulating more
As it occurs
It may or may not be rewarding
For despite all your efforts
There is no guarantee
None at all
That it will work
And yet, if it truly is love
And not a passing fancy
It must be done
For evermore....
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