Love Is a Thing

Love is a thing,

Or so I'm told.

I have known good conversation,

Have known that many times.

I have known good sex,

Which I have been told is like pizza,

Or maybe I've been told it's like skiing–

Even when it's not good, it's still pretty good.

I have known gifts given,

and I have known gifts taken

By those armed with obligation,

With the threat of known anticipation.

I have known the dread of seeing someone,

Because I don't want this to be the last time,

But those are things,

With definitions,

That can be defined,

That can be explained,

That can be graded.