Love

This poem
is about something tiny.
Something that brings you
up
down
and around
back
and
forth
then brings you
right back to where you started.
This poem is about something
that stares at you with evil eyes
if your life's without it.
It's about this tiny, short segment
which the world is built upon.
This short segment
represents the emotions we experience.
These four puny letters
make up the one most important thing.
The thing that gives us reason
to each of our own four-lettered words
Life.