Is love the rose petal in your heart?
Is love the gold in your wedding ring?
Is love when you cannot be drawn apart?
Is love when the birds rejoice and sing?
Is love the butterflies in your tummy?
Is love the goose bumps on your skin?
Is love when a daughter meets their mummy?
Is love when God forgives you for your sin?
Or is love so simple as time?
The time together, the time apart,
When we make time run, when we make time slow,
The pain when it’s time to depart.
As the sand slides softly through our grasp,
Let time slow as we tighten our clasp.
by Sam Simon