What Is Love?

Love, it seems, is nothing
And yet it is everything!
In the ocean of heart
It is a tide rising.
Oh, my faraway moon!
Wanting to touch you
Deep down the mire of mind
It is a memory for musings.
Oh, my forgotten friend!
Longing to meet you
Salve for bruised soul
It is a secret
Oh, my healer!
I am sharing only with you
Music to ears and poem for lips
Love is a song
Oh, my adored!
I am always willing to sing with you.