LOVE IS GIVEN! WE GIVE LOVE, FOREVER!

The solitude creeps. Our vulnerabilities grow.

We question all the things we see.

The tiniest bit of hope is lost.

We lay there naked and exposed.

When something good comes, we fail

To hold on to the beautiful thing. We let

them go, allowing our inhibitions take control.

Why not see things as they are?

To hold hands is to love.

To cook is to love.

To walk with you is love.

To talk with you is love.

Doing the laundry with you is love.

The small things we do is love.

The great things we do, is love.

If all is love, we don’t take love.

LOVE IS GIVEN! WE GIVE LOVE, FOREVER!