I know not of what love is.
All I know is that it comes in many forms.
The form of a mother caring for her infant,
or a father protecting his toddler.
The form of a dog to his master
or a horse to their rider.
The form of one lover to another.
The true form of the Creator’s love
for his creations.
Love comes in many different forms.
But do I not know what love is.