love,what is love?love is a blurr in a sense its blind it clouds your vision and controlls your mind;love is blood,sweat and tears you measure the days,months and years...love exist but is rarely seen its like a planet far off or a dream!it fuels on trust without is none it runs deeper than blood in vains that run love is hurt love is joy for love is real but not a toy love is morethan sex and words,if actions speak...then they will be heard the moral of this poem if you dont already know just let love be seen becus words do not show.