To
know love
is to be certain that
our locked gaze holds an intangible truth that words could never do justice.
The same way your stable palm
cupping my cheek makes the shadows
dance for more sunshine.

My heart finds it difficult
to make a logical appeal to my brain,
because the way you look at me is
unexplainable,
the way I feel when you squeeze my thigh is
irrational,
and the way we love is
enigmatic

To know with certainty
is to get lost in your eyes and be joyfully surprised that you always find me.
To love is to find felicity
in our mutual surrender to our greatest strength and weakness in each other.
To certainly know love is to discover
the simple satisfaction of your head in my lap,
my hands in your hair and our hearts elated
in a moment of peace.

To know
love certainly is
to feel
the sting of truth and appreciate it.

For without this truth
our locked gaze would not break down walls
that were built over years of pain
preceding this newfound freedom in love
Free to learn and grow without the fear of abandonment or rejection.

What is love if it is not everything
you despise and everything you need
compacted into one ridiculously handsome person with the power to destroy you....
but never could and never would.
For such destruction might
collapse mountains around the world.
Clouds would fall from the sky
Trees would split into two and then
Owls
couldn't perch on branches
to watch over me and you.

To know love is to be intelligently ignorant
To accept the inevitable torment of an equal
Yet refusing to let eachother go.

and

Certainly love
is never certain

But choosing to know love is
certainly, to live