What Love Is Love Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

If not pure and true
Then what of love is love?
Surely not a figment nor a fragment
Of one's imagination.

Love is to share one's nature
With another until it causes
Spontaneous rapture.
It's occasionally, not what's
Expected, forgive one another then
Hurry on the trail and except it.

Love may be blind and spontaneously
Excitingly insightful.
What is love on the COURSE of life.
It is a part of life itself.

Love exudes stringent emotions and
SILENT discussions, instant devotion.
It is all you have ever DREAMED.

It can be cruel and nurturing which
In case, we are all free to love
Until it hurts WITHIN.
Leaving one speechless. It is
Unspeakable.

What Love is love? A Matter of
Fact LOVE

What of love is truly love?
What does it consist of?