Love is acting stupid together.
Oh, hasten not this loving act, Rapture where self and not-self meet: My life has been the awaiting you, Your footfall was my own heart's beat.
If the Ego is hateful, Love your neighbor as yourself becomes a cruel irony.
It would be impossible to "love" anyone or anything one knew completely. Love is directed towards what lies hidden in its object.
Love is being stupid together.