Is There Love?

So much of women to be in love with So much in too many ways Yet, of no way is there to simply receive When in words, no one has the say So much of men to be in love as well With so much more to see How men lies, only men can tell As well for women, what couldn’t be? We share the affinity towards love And we share the indifference whence within We excel whether whence we serve To live the closest possible in dreams And soon will both listen And to neither will both conclude in time And we share only to ourselves our reason When in the beginning were both left behind! Was it truly love we all seek? Or simply of ourselves we feel to deserve? Yet, there always is to be someone we require to meet And is it truly to be, because of the cause of love?