Love Is... Poem by Kimberly Santistevan

Love is a delusion;
When you take that very first glimpse.

Love is a kind of mental confusion
Every time you think of it.

Love is an allusion
When you least except it.

Love is that wanting feeling of fusion
That builds up inside your soul and needing it from someone.

Love is an optical illusion
In which most people can not see or just do not wish to see.

Love is an explosion
Where you need it the most.

Love can result in depression
From the many heart breaks that come out of nowhere.

Love can result in a kind of heaven
That you wish not be apart of ever again.

But one day,
You will come into a collision
With that kind of love that you've been looking for.
Then you will see love as being a beautiful paradise with the one you love.

Maybe one day you will be sad or mad,
Just make sure you know that there is a love that you are looking for.
You just have to 'need' it more than you 'want' it.
Love is love,
But there is no conclusion;
For you have to explain to yourself,
Because many experience it differently than others.