Chobits

<br> <br> Love is not a floral bloom<br> It’s not a song or racing heart<br> It’s not a meadow free of gloom<br> It’s not a glow that slays the dark<br> <br> It’s not the sum of its’ effect<br> It’s not a madness born of glee<br> It’s not mindless thought reject<br> It’s not an inability to see<br> <br> Love sees the clearest truth of all<br> It holds the whole in its’ gaze<br> It cannot stumble, cannot fall<br> It does not pointless issues raise<br> <br> Love knows bad as well good<br> It does not mind the dark to see<br> And accepts you as it should<br> It just wants with you to be<br> <br> What’s the nature of love that’s true? <br> Love that’s true takes you whole<br> In just taking joy with you<br> Love that’s true nourishes the soul<br> <br> <br>Jim Cooke, 2007