Love

So many ways to say it, so many ways to show it.

Its a word with so much meaning, yet over the years its a word that has been tarnished and abused

.Its a word of enderment, Some embrace it and some fear it. 

We are brought up around it and raised to find it, its like an abstract painting.

We all paint our own picture of what it is.

To some its a kiss on the cheek, others a dream, that light in  the distance, O so bleak>

Its incredable, very unpredictable, its materiallistic, but also very spiritual.

Its valnurablebut aware, sometime a quick look,sometimes a long stare.

Whatever it is to you, call it what you desire.

i just hope someday i find that feeling, that fire, called Love