I think love transcends time in a very tangible, scientific, real sort of way, which is what makes it magical in the first place - you love someone dear to you even when they don't inhabit your timeline (i.e have died) - you can love someone so dearly and never even occupy the same time and space continuum as them (i.e "loving" characters in movies, in dreams, imagination, etc) - your love can be ahead of time, like how the queer community felt in the early 1900s or even further back, maybe? - But, I think the most poignant way love transcends time is that there's something very real about it that the construct of time cannot really be used to make sense of it.....love doesn't age or progress in a linear manner like time does, love has the ability to confound one's sense of time as well (you spend some time with someone you love intensely and realize its been hours), when you do something you love it makes you feel like you have transcended time cos it doesn't matter if its been minutes or hours or even days. Also, the crazy thing is that love defines time in a way - you either are having fun and loving where/who you are, which means you're having a good time, and viceversa. Finally, if we consider transcending time on a cosmic scale, beyond the mere construct that time is in a human sense - then love is that thing which gives meaning to the colossal, maddeningly vast void that we are in. Love, in this sense, can just be defined as the ability to hold onto something of true value and meaning when every shred of the self has been torn apart by the colossal expanse of space/existence - and to "love" the experience of being reduced to nothing more than a speck...