The Labyrinth

Love is,
…like a mountain
   no matter how
steep,
   you’ll still climb it.

Love is,
…like an ocean
   no matter how
deep
   you’ll still cross it.

Love is,
…just like wine
   it becomes
better
   as it ages.

Love is,
…just like birds
   they fly
freely
   when they’re out of their cages.

But what does Love really mean for me?
   
I guess Love is,
   …just like our lives,
      we have to make the most
of it
      as long as we can…
      …still.

~shalee
8/2/93