That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.

That Love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love

That love is all there is; is all we know of love. It is enough; the freight should be proportioned to the groove.

We knew, love, and that was all
we were ever offered.

That Love is all there is
Is all we know of Love,
It is enough, the freight should be
Proportioned to the groove.

I said only one word, brought only one message: Love. Love — nothing else.

He told me that love was the only thing that really mattered in the world.

Love is all.

Love knows everything.

Love simply is.

"Love's stricken "why"
Is all that love can speak — Built of but just a syllable,
The hugest hearts that break."

Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.

When love's the culmination / of everything you feel / then it's the only thing that's precious / it's the only thing that's real

Love simply is. That is the testament of Athena or Sherine or Hagia Sofia — love is. No definitions. Love and don't ask too many questions. Just love.