What is love?

What is love?.. If it's not a leap of faith,

A truly blind trust in a fall from grace.

  With a synchronize dance of catch or release,

One that leaves us whole or broken from the disease. 

  I speak with a mind not of this time,

About what's going on in its current prime, 

Regarding two people I shall never name. 

One's too frozen to fall into the warmth of the flames, 

While the other is ready to catch but not fully open in heart. 

  A fall from grace or the exit of a broken heart,

  I can't really tell you as this is only the start.

  But it could only end in one or two ways.. 

Either a blinded trust calmed in natures art, 

Or on a battlefield stained bloody with darts. -wolf10