Remains - an old entry.

love can be many things, come in many ways
it can be tricky and shifting
it can be unseen or hidden
sometimes we have to look underneath to find it
and even then though we know it exists
we are at times unable to tap into its system fully

sometimes love is unwavering
and sometimes it waves goodbye

but it might mark a trail
it might help us out

it might leave glistening dust over alternate pathways
that were only grey options before