The Perfect Love
"If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
Love is not a possession,
Or an object of obsession;
It is selfless, never selfish,
Understanding, never jealous.
It is caring, and non-intrusive,
It's not too daring or elusive;
It's forgiving, always giving,
Never hissing, never hitting.
It's an expression of appreciation,
Without aggression or depreciation;
Nor a single expectation—
Love should never be vexatious.
It's feeling so enraptured,
Without feeling like you're captured;
It's so beautiful and free,
In it's sweet serenity.
Love isn't always fun and games,
But it's never void of passion;
It's expressed in many different ways,
And in many different fashions.
Sometimes it's helping with the rent,
When every cent you have is spent.
Or providing a little moral support,
To build a better rapport.
Sometimes love's a shoulder to cry on,
When there's no one to rely on.
It's a listening ear, and an open mind,
It's unconditional and kind.
Lastly, love is like the perfect drug,
Highly contagious, like a bug
Once you're bitten, it is injected
And forever, you're infected!