Love.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Love gives more and more
From everything you are
And if its love for sure
It gives you peace, not war
You are your moment's touch
Like a garden in spring
That grows soon too much
What summer might bring

Love tries its way in luck
And sometimes it gets a go
Or you might be there stuck
Before you even know
You are your many ways
And anything in between
Just like your heart plays
In ways, you haven ‘t seen

Love and love only knows
If it is all factual or not
Because if it is not it goes
Doesn't become that hot
And that's why love is love
So plentiful of it inside
Drifting like clouds above
Or uses the heart as a guide