Love is a fragrance that lasts long after the flower has wilted. It is a shield that protects even when it's tattered. Love enables and emboldens, despite doubts or fears. It bears burdens sans resistance, resilience it patiently rears. Love weakens the mighty, strengthens the meek. It never, ever treads lightly, grants colour to the bleak. Love is a lasting scent divine, a pure heart true it does define.