and love
is not limited to one place,
one time,
or in one persons’ eyes;
you can find it in the passing joy of meaningless, pointless interactions,
the culmination of strangers laughing together at nothing,
in the sway of hands and feet lost in rhythm,
through the embrace and truth of friends,
amongst pages written centuries ago,
in kind and passing words,
in the midnight thoughts,
in the unexpected calls,
between the silliness,
underneath the futile,
and in the sunlight,
and in the dark,
and in yourself.
love is
everywhere -
and everything you are.
And darling, you are everything.