Love is not what can be measured, not finite but the simply knowing.
Love is abundance, not scarcity
but safety and continuity

Love is a constant.
an unspoken communication between conscious thought and expression.

Love is beyond lust, an understanding more than a phase.
A choice to be fully vulnerable in order to embrace
all that comes with the beauty and grace,
to Love.

Love is surrendering to the doubt, the sabotage and the camouflage of what ifs when the what is here and now.

Love is present, growing and spent,
the lovers dreamt
as boundless as the sea,
my love, a longing from Aphrodite
to Love.