Love is a play in five acts

Love is a play of five acts.

First:

It is an adjective, a multitude of descriptions,

a subject of teeming pictures.

And while it blossoms, it blooms

like a garden of flowers.

Second:

It becomes a noun, following the birth of each side,

a start of becoming new persons.

And while it personifies, it grows

into a mingling of meeting characters.

Next:

It becomes a verb, a succession of effortful actions,

love made into a visible entity.

And while it goes on, it burns

slowly into either of two directions.

Then:

It becomes an interjection, an exchange of outburst,

and a point of making or breaking.

And whether it is one or the other, it dictates

whether the next act is necessary.

(Otherwise, finally:

It becomes a question.)