What Love Is? Poem by Shaikh Haneef

Sometimes hidden, other times known.
Often true, perhaps not.
Sometimes feels like fire, other times not felt at all.
Can be cold as cyan sadness, or hot as crimson passion.
Perhaps today, possibly never.

Love.

Can be love at first sight, or built over time.
Can be revealed, or kept secret.
May be returned, or turned down.

Love is something that is not easily explained
No one word can express it,
And no one person feels the same about it,
It’s waking up in the morning wanting to be with that one person,
And going to bed feeling the same way.

We are on a similar wavelength
In all that we do and say!
She agrees with me, and tells me
To go ahead in the same old way.
I nod to Her in confirmation
With energy and determination.

It's having someone to be with
Someone you can't be without
It's wanting to hold them every second
That's what its all about.