love is again something we begin like a brand new season
love is saying how sweet she smells for no apparent reason
love is what i said in the poem i wrote before
love has always kept me from walking thru the door
love is the leave falling off the trees to the ground
love is knowing her in a crowd by how she sounds
that is my interpretation of what love should be
that is the sense of what i want love to mean to me
love is writing that letter sounding sweet in her ear
love is missing her when you know she's not near
love is the thing that kept me in from the boys last night
love is keeping me from the club missing the fight
love should be two people in the park holding each other
love is what's gonna keep us from killing one another
that is my interpretation of what love should be
that is the sense of what I want love to mean to me......

Edward Orlando Griffin