Love is Saturday morning

It is overdue coffee dates

In hometown coffee shops.

It is making time

And then making it happen.

Love is taking a hand

And giving an ear.

It is slowing down

In order to catch up.

Love is knowing your value

Without ever paying a dime

For someone else to see it.

Love is a smile

Long after departure.

It is you and me

And everywhere in between

But we must surrender

The key to our minds

In order to unlock it.