Is it Love
What is it you love?
When you love her?
Is it the way that she shines in a sunset glow?
Or do you only love her when her robe is at her toe?
Is it how she can coax out all the things you hide?
Or is it how she sees right through you without blinking an eye?
It’s a hard thing to know, if love truly flow.
Like that feeling you get when your stomach bends and it bow.
Like her in a field of flowers swaying to and fro.
How do you know you love her?
Does she know you love her?
Was it at first sight?
Or just mere glance?
When she’s near does your heart begin to dance?
Perhaps you'll never know until she is gone, when her voice like a song carries on and on.