What is love
If all we grasp of you is in the misty morning air
What is love
If all we can see of you flows through dreamy empty stares
What is love
If the scent of your clothing is all that remains of the perfume on your skin
What is love
If your familiar voice can only be heard in the rustling of the wind

What is love
If the warmth of your body isn't there to hold
What is love
If we are left grieving so lonesome and cold
What is love
If we can only mourn of the future left untold
What is love
If together we will never enjoy our growing old

What is love
If I can't tend to you with all my affection and loving care
What is love
If your wisdom and charm are no longer for us to share
What is love
When our vulnerable newborn is left half alone
What is love
When you lie weeping behind a slab of stone

What is love really,
A blessing for the giving,
Or a curse to afflict the living?

-ColinO.sg