Love is the essence, the food that nourishes the soul. It is the thing that lifts the spirit, that keeps us searching, always looking for that missing piece. When love is not love but an illusion it is the tears that fall alone and the fear that hides our heart away, but when love is true it is comfort and contentment, the touch of a hand, a smile from across a room. It is the safety that lets the person deep inside grow and blossom. Love is a tapestry of two who are woven together, the colors of one complimenting the other, weaving a story. Love is whispers in the quiet night and the wild heartbeat of passion and longing. Love is all these things and more. You are my essence, my love, the one who lets me fly free, so I can find the woman deep within who has been waiting for you forever.