Love is a verb,

a part of speech that express,

state, communicate, convey;

an occurrence, an action, an existence,

of something like you and me.

Active, passive,

plural, and singular;

attached, detached, 
always personal; 
it is everything

but impersonal.

Love is first, second,

third, fourth, fifth, sixth,

as much as all every and many;

the limit is measureless 
boundless inconprehensible 
beyond anyone’s eyes to see;

O maybe indeed,

even for a time

and in jest let’s accept

that love is a verb;

for it seems that no verb

can describe it

if it’s a noun
and not a verb.