The True Meaning Of Love.. Poem by Marria Attar

What is love?
And what does it mean
Is it fidelity?
Or is it more than what people have seen
Love is a character
That can never die
Love is the spirit
By which is impossible to buy
But is love found everywhere?
Far and wide indeed
It grows and flourishes in the heart
Like a thriving and promising seed
I was once loved
And it had the most unbelievable feel
It felt so warm and tender
And it was almost impossible to be real
Love comes in all shapes and sizes
But physically it is not thought about this way
It has the most intense belief
And it’s more than what people say
Love is like the dove
That is perpetually white and fair
It is primarily the vital wisdom
And it is further than what a human can bear.