True Love

Someone once told me,
"Love is a person all on it's own. You have to treat her with respect."
It took me awhile to realize how true that really is.
Love is a person!
And true love is the perfect person.
Love is always kind, never mean.
It's hard to find, easy to keep but only if you care for her in return.
Replenish her.
She is tricky.
She hides and when found she is graceful.
She is elegant, amazing even.
Her beauty is pure, no makeup, no cover-up.
Love is true, not to be confused with lust, of course although twins.
Lust is dark, evil even.
It stands in the light with all the physical beauty of love but nothing inside.
She is but cold and lonely.
Love is quiet and shy.
Unlike lust she must come to you, you cannot seek her...
Love, Love is precious.
Love is pure, No makeup, No cover-up...