Love is art;
In many forms
In many interpretations.
Love is sculpted;
Created from nothing good
And slowly shaped into itself.
Love is painted;
Stroke by stroke
Until the array of colors create a picture.
Love is drawn;
Eraser marks and pencil shavings
Trailed along the way.
Love is a photograph;
A moment in time
And worth a thousand words.
Love is art
And we are
The sculptors,
The painters,
The sketchers,
The photographers,
The artists.