Love comes in a whisper,
in a shout,
in the flash of fireworks,
in the slow building of layers of sediment
How can you understand
What you can not see
Can not hear
Can not taste
Can not smell
Can not touch
How then can you understand love?
It has no width
It has no breadth
It has no height
Yet you say you feel it.
Love can not be understood or explained
Nothing from this world applys
Compleatly illogical, driven by a different force
Dimentionless and beyond time
Those that say that they have lost it, never had it
It is not born and does not die.