In these last days of feburary I find myself pondering love What does it really mean Can we even express it in words A great artist once said That love is a word often used But not believed, this is true. We have somehow managed To make something so powerful A cliche and thus cheap We have lost the understanding That love is something much more Than a box of chocolates Its not something we do on vday Its our expression of appreciation A sort of thanking through acceptance A uniting of the mind and soul When i feel enwrapped in your Warm veil of love Being here, i know Anything is possible