Love is a breath after near suffocation
A kiss on long awaited lips
The heartbeat after the fatality

Love is a promise after failure
A helping hand in a storm
The dream after a life of nightmare

Love is a friend after condemnation
A smile on a dreary day
The hand you hold after a fall

Love is feeling you ate too many butterflies
And the sudden irregular heartbeat
The blissful pain no doctor can cure

Love is a rope to hold onto
No matter how much it burns
Love is the wonder of firsts
And the many firsts to come