Love is pure
It is sweet
It conjures no wants
And fills no objectives
Like the sun's heat
It melts our exterior
Exposes our soul
To a very warm flame
It does not fear
It does not ask
There is no urgency
It remains still
If we seek it
We may not find
The true love
But something in disguise
If we hoard it
With greed
It will turn
Into something else
It gives without restraint
Without expectation
Without boundaries
With clarity
Is this the love you have?