Love, the most puzzling emotion of them all,

Never ceases to find ways to appall.

As transient as time; Yet as strong as stone,

The many manifestations of love will remain yet unknown.

It may be subtle as a spring breeze,

A small voice that sets one at ease.

It may be frenzied as a fierce beast,

A presence that makes one's focus increase.

It may be deafening as a boomstick,

An aura that makes one's nerves tick.

Love cannot be easily obtained,

Yet once obtained, is forever retained.

Love cannot be stratified,

Its power cannot be pacified.

Love cannot be classified,

Yet once gained, is clearly specified.

No matter how much a couple has grown,

The many manifestations of love will remain yet unknown.