what is love...dear?

'So...what is love,dear?'
She asked...
Hearing and thinking and recycling all her thoughts given birth to
By his incoherently soft mumblings...impassioned speeches...fervent pleadings...

'I donno...'
He said;
'Come on!'
She replied, feeling disappointed, for she thought she would hear another long story cut short, from her strange lover...
'Seriously? you don't know?'
She asked him again, trying to read his mind through his eyes...
He smiled...

'Now...now don't smile please...this smile of yours make me weak and crazy...please...'
She said, carrying a slight warning, knowing fully well how in the past his smiles made her budge...

He checked his smile and just kept looking at her eyes...her face...

Then slowly he stretched his hand to touch her silken hair brown...
'Now...now...don't do that, dear!'
She said, her warning tone still working fine;
For she knew well how in the past his mere touch ignited her body...

He took back his stretched out hand like a rubber band contracting at a high speed;
Then he looked again at her eyes...just stared...kept on staring...till-
The four pairs of eyes of the two, his and hers...
Went smoky...
They, the two children of god, felt smoky in their eyes
And a deep full cry rose alike in their throats...
A deep full cry alike!
They sat separated by the time...
They sat separated by the space...
But they cried alike!

Love?
Who said it exists?
Love?
It is non existent...
yet it makes u cry...