Love is art.
In its complex stroke and complicated abstract,
Its simplicity and infinite beauty.
To understand is to feel.
Can be seen on the curve of someone's smile,
Love is the twinkle in someone's eyes,
The sounds of footsteps in rhythm,
The heartbeat in a silent room.
Love is art,
The way it interwoven, interconnect with lives, it is art.
Silent love, tough love, pure love, puppy love.
Art, art, art.
One can interpret it, but only some may feel it.
It is art in the way linking hands fit,
It is art in ways their shoes, shirts match.
Love is art, love is everything,
It may not be understood,
It may be confusing,
But it is always, always,
Beautiful,
Because love is art.
23 July 2019
2200
Tuesday
