Love is the warmth shared on a winter day..   
where no touch is needed   
Love is the memory of a first kiss,   
unsoiled by guilt or time.   
Love is the touching of souls,   
sharing an eternity in a moment.   
Love is, was, will be,   
shared by two together as one. 

Faded shadows on the wall,  
telling of events past.  
The light of the present erasing all that  
has come before.