What is love?

But all that I feel

For daughter, for friend, for mother,

For brother, for father and HIM

Love should not hide

Behind veils of vulnerability
Or cower in front of eyes
That see too much

Love should burn us down
Blazing, Scorching, Searing
Till nothing is left but,
The burnt wick of our souls

What am I,
If not Love!
What are you?

The Black Scorpion!