Love is...

(because someone asked)

...the brief moment between
breathing in and breathing out.

When you've drawn them in
and taken them deep within yourself.
When you're full of them
and you just pause for that one beat.
Totally sustained and happy and fulfilled.

And then you let them go.
They rush out of you and into memory.
And you spend a while releasing them completely.
And sometimes you spend too long.

And then you breathe them in once more.
Or you breathe in someone new.
Or you never breathe again.