Love Isn’t

LOVE ISN’T

Love isn't a give me,

it's a gift that is given.

It isn't orders being shouted,

it's the ability to listen.

It isn't butterflies in the stomach,

for it's never been a feeling.

Though it might be demonstrated

when one shows true forgiveness.

A demonstration by actions,

not just verbal admittance.

A lifelong sentence of sacrifice

and commitment.

It isn't February fourteenth nor

candy, flowers and cards.

But rather God's perfect design 

concerning matters of the heart.

Love isn't a word, it's more

than just physical.

Like the air we breath, both

imperative and critical.

In it's purest form, it can be

labeled unconditional.

A declaration of the heart

considered verbally admissible.

It's foundation built on trust

with firm standing principles.

Being the opposite of lust

with deception for the miserable.

After a long day working a

twelve hour shift.

When my mind shuts down

and my body wants to quit.

I arrive home to loud laughs

and frantic cries.

Questions of how...Can and why?

Through all my tiredness and

dismay, I spend two hours

cooking and three hours at play.

With my mind feeling exhausted

and my body feeling betrayed.

Proving love isn't based

upon feelings in moments

of trialling times.

But a unconditional drive

exceeding the physical

and the mind.