Love

Sometimes you dump a person 
even though she/he still has a bright smile, 
twinkle in eyes and lovely fragrant words on lips. 
Well, that's simply the sunset of love.
Sometimes you lovingly embrace a person 
despite the frown, caustic remarks 
and tightly pursed lips shut over bad odor even. 
Well, that's simply the sunrise of love.
Love is simply a day 
-- or usually days at random -- 
in people's lives.
And that makes it so ordinary, so natural, so normal.
Let it remain such.
Why make it otherworldly?