What is love?

As i sit in a Field infested with glowing flowers, i ponder on the word love.

what does it mean to really be in love? why is it such a wonderful thing?

as i sit and ponder these things i see someone coming from a far. i can't make out a face or hear the strange figure calling my name. as it comes closer i realize it's a man. he's quiet handsome, and debonair.

as he comes closer he reaches out a hand to help me up.

i look in his eyes and he looks in mine, and i think i just felt, once in a lifetime love at first sight.