What Is Love? Poem by Lucifera Santez

What is love?
Is it the increased heartbeats?
Is it tilting of your world,
Or perhaps an amorous kiss.
But really tell me
What is it?
Does it happens when you see a face
Is it love at its basic case?
Is it a gratification?
A simple minded obsession,
Or just pure elation.
I don’t know,
I never could understand it,
Still can’t do,
My friends,
They tell me,
Love is this warm feeling,
A glorious chaste healing,
Its sum of all those stolen kisses,
An unquenched lust that hisses,
Body that is fired,
In rampant state of desire,
But still I don’t agree,
Perhaps the love isn’t same for me.
He and I,
We meet every day,
We look at each other,
And understand what is to be said,
I ask him if he knows,
What love is?
He smiles,
And looks deep in my eyes,
Someday you will understand he says,
And for the night,
We part our ways,
I think about him before I go to sleep,
He is there,
In my universe, my dreams.
Is it love?
I don’t know,
I am still confused.
When I see him again,
There is glimmer in his eyes,
Suddenly everything blurs
And comes in focus again,
In that moment I understand,
I can’t find love in those grand places,
‘Cause for me it’s in simpler ones,
The way he laughs,
The way he cries,
The way he kisses me,
When hope dances in his eyes.
The way he smells after his shower,
The silly song he sings every day,
The way he carries me,
When I am tiered to my bed.
It’s all love,
Love in simple things,
He taught me to love,
So that I could know
What love is……………………