Love- What's her meaning...

Love is patient love is kind.
Love is so many things, yet still undefined.
Kinda like the meaning of life
Some say Love IS Life

That struck a chord in my mind
Cause I've lived all my life
But does that mean I've just existed
Yet not lived?

The thought now boggled my mind
I mean, it makes no sense, like
How could something which is undefined
Definitively define the meaning of life?
Reading between the lines, there hid, an underlying Irony,

I mean I exist for real
I've got a name, a mind and a body with four limbs
Love on the other hand has never been seen
Just her fables, from the mouths of advocates who believe

But no eye has seen her
Her voice No ear has heard

But I have to find her
To put a face to a name, which up to now has been opaque and blurred

So I embarked on a mission,
My quest to find love deepened.  
Where could she be?
Got down and dirty crawling between bed sheets
And hiked Up to the nooks and crannies where two thighs meet
Thought I'd find her here
But at the end all I got was an empty dick
And a couple hairs stuck in my teeth

Caught a glimpse of her inside a liquor bottle
I dived in head first. And found myself, stuck and alone, down at the bottom
Now I'm fucked cause there's no way to climb out of my drunken problem
Surrounded by emptiness and no idea how to solve it

But that's just who she is

She's illusive
like the fountain of youth is
Some Men proclaim to have seen her true beauty
Even embraced her for a minute, but somehow she slipped though it
But they liars, the truth is
They cant produce the evidence to prove it

After all my life spent pursuing
The holy grail which is love, I've come to a conclusion

Love doesn't exist
If she did
She would be an old lady with a few kids
Rumors about her has been circling for centuries
Which would mean,
She's been around the block more, and for longer than both you and me
In other words a single mother is what she is
With a loose pussy, unwanted baggage
And all such things that a single mother comes with

But she doesn't exist
She's just a myth,
a legend and a word, maybe the world to a purist
But Not the answer to living
Nor its definitive definition.