Love is the only word

The only word that describes

How I've felt, how I've thought, how I've acted

Ever since I first saw your face

But can it

In its simple, unsophisticated, limited design

Contain all that I think and divine?

Can it

In its four small, insignificant, unworthy beings

Contain all that I am truly feeling?

All the happiness, the sorrow, the lust, the greed,

The hope, the hate, the rage, the calm

The never ending want and the forever satisfied need

That comes with every breath, every second, every beat of the heart

That has no end but had a definite start

That moment when I first heard your voice

And I quite simply made the choice

To use the omnipotent, undeserving word called love