Love?

Love, what it looks like?
Love happens to be a diamond,
You can never find it in a haystack.
Love can be a gold,
It is tested under fire.
Love is a thorn,
It can hurts you.

But what is Love as a whole?
Love is fighting for someone,
regardless of limits,
is not fright,
but give sweetness from bitterness.

Love that is made of emotion,
is a dust that will only wave,
when a fire is ready to test,
it's genuity.