Love is what the nightingale sings,
What the fallen angels weep,
What the stars etch in the sky.
Love is what makes you smile,
The thing which will never fully die,
The illusion that drives my mind.
Love is when you catch my hand,
Love is not being able to leave,
Love is walking away.
Love is how you hug a friend,
Love is how you lend a hand,
Love is being there.
Love is the sun simmering,
Love is a flower fleeing,
Love is pain.
Or is this life?
Love is love, that's what it is.
