Love's Secret Definition Poem by Scott Salmon

Love is both a chill and warmth,
In exactly the same spot,
A flash of understanding,
When sharing special thoughts,
Love by far the biggest thing,
That anyone can feel,
Like in a tiny teardrop,
That seals a lifelong deal,
People say most any words,
That roll on off their tongue,
But I provide the truth to all.
Where love is really from,
Love is those two hours,
You drove out to a spot,
A place to pick some flowers,
A little vacant lot,
Lucky to have found it
In the time you didn't have,
About two dozen powder blue,
You still think smell so bad,
Reminding her of something,
That made her cry one day,
A happy thought of some time,
Now lost and gone away,
Not knowing doesn't matter,
Just so it brings a smile,
And takes her to a happy thought,
If only for awhile,
She comes home so exhausted,
She worked a double shift,
Lighting up that special smile,
It only took one whiff,
There stands the definition,
For something so immense,
A simple word can truly heal,
So isn't that intense.
Scott Monroe Salmon
July 9th 2015