Many a poem speaks of love
Love in its most tempestuous form
But sometimes love is only love
Sometimes love can be the norm

Sometimes love just wears away
And sometimes love just disappears
Sometimes love comes back one day
But sometimes love can last the years

For love is a many-faceted thing
It comes in many guises
It sometimes just explodes from in
And sometimes it just rises

Maybe I will love again
Maybe I will not
For love is always found within
To never be forgot