Love is like an adventure,
It has its strong running streams with rocks in it,
We struggle to get through the strong currents,
And we arrive at a waterfall,
Its a long jump,
Its a depression,
It leads us back to a safe pond,
It is calm again.
We run adrift onto the forest floor,
There too, many challenges await us,
We run into wild beasts and tress that cover and shroud our path,
Yet with our hands together,
We run at these with courage,
Knowing its the best thing we can do.
Then, love is like an air trip,
Bumpy due to turbulence,
But when we take a leap of faith,
With nothing but air parachutes on,
The wind against our face are like the thousand kisses,
We forget everything,
And we are at peace.
Then love is like love.
And what is love?
Knowing that through the many struggles faced,
We can walk through them and still feel at peace,
Knowing we can look at each other and the feelings never fade,
Knowing we can trust our partner no matter what,
Knowing that everything returns to normal no matter what.
So love is love.
It is both an adventure and a work of art.
