What Is Love?

What Is Love? short poem

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What is Love?
Is it the thing that keeps us going?
Is that the reason the Earth spins?
Why can it deceive and manipulate but feel so amazing?
Makes me feel like the world is in my control
Like all I do is right in those eyes, in my soul
To whom I am considered near perfect to
Love this and love that, I love you, you love back
An effect that affects the others around
An emotion that’s as vivid as the Sun but can be so cold
So cold like a winter’s night way below -10
So should I hold on to the thoughts these movies give?
That your true love will come in the end?
If that’s the case, then where’s the end?
And if the end is just a beginning, how would we know?
The butterflies, heartbeat races or even slowing to a complete stop
Chills with the stumbling over words like I can’t talk
Or is it marriage, a piece of paper that says we are bonded?
For life? throughout my death until another lifetime?
Help me find what is means to know what it is
Until then I question all opinions, until I know
What is love…….

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I am Jerimaine C. Brown, Writer, Poet and soon to be published Author. Follow my thoughts about love, life etc. Contact: HeartSpokenToYou@gmail.com
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