What Is Love
What is love?
It isn't something you make,
Nor is it something you take.
Is it an expression,
Or another word for obsession?
Maybe a feeling of progression,
Or removal of depression?
What is love?
Something we cannot define,
Something in our hearts that shine.
But a feeling possible so divine,
Is perhaps our one and only shrine.
Love is quite beautiful,
Not noisy, but musical.
Warmth that's not removable,
But also not delusional.
What is love?
An emotion without limitations,
With tenderness under all conditions.
An unconditional perfection,
Or maybe an amazing affection.
Copyright © Lucretia Chen | Year Posted 2016
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