Love oh Love... how the word used to give goosebumps, flashes of blissful imagination and a spark to the eye for it's victims...

A lovely whole name indeed, the mysterious individual that is everyone's bestfriend; Love.

So caught up in life then one day I heard my beloved friend was missing;
for my whole life was structured, founded and architectured by her magnificence; I couldn't help but put all aside to what could have seemed a "witch-hunt" to find Love.

No; love was not a man or some mythical sent partner...
Love was the Soul of the Universe, and she was out there in the unknown of this dark cold world ,
where she was not only unnoticed but an alien.

Not a corner of the Earth I didn't run a search,
but your scent was left everywhere...