love is fear, it has a power that the lucky bow too, kowtow too, a thing abstract, with so much control and freedom, independence and strength. it is everything and less, nothing and more. opening up of the soul, sharing of futures and presents and pasts, moving through time, sidestepping trucks on the road of life, love is beauty, and still is like chocolate, at least overdoses. love is life, life is love, but life may stand alone, love cannot, it requires love, a certain dependence on being alive, living a life, love without living is not love at all