And tell me what should love look like
If not like foxes in the grass
Playing freely as they pass
The time

Like the ocean making waves
As if the breeze is holding hands
With it

Like a bird learning to fly
As it jumps down blindly by
It's own choice towards the sky

Like a farmer working fields
Because that's what brings him peace

Like a kid watching the snow
From the window in his home

Like a dreamer in the clouds
On a sofa made of thoughts
Just resting comfortably
As he learns to simply be

Like a painter as he sees
A sight gifted by the seas
To him to rescue from time's passing
Making his story everlasting

Like a baby duck returning
To his mother's worried calling

Like a lover saying that
She needs someone to have her back
And that she won't settle for less
For she needs safety in distress

Like an author writing poems
To send a sorry to past lovers
Poems they may never read
But they still hope those words will meet
The eyes of those who are in need

Tell me what love looks like please
If not like freedom, peace and dreams
And like learning to let go
Of what is not in your control...