What Is Love

People ask, some answer, most don't know It's a feeling, a thought, an emotion that grows It's all there is, what some avoid, others treasure Some give it freely, some covet, and some can't measure It's unconditional, not always traditional, but there A fine line they say, hate and love, not always to share Indescribable, irresistible, heaven sent from above Pretty in pink and on the wings of a snow white dove Just a joke, only for fools, angels fear to tread Less than perfect, makes a strong man dread Saves the lonely heart, something to look forward to Pleasantly amusing, comfortable like an old shoe Whatever it means, whatever it is matters not Its only in the heart and soul of the besot It belongs to those who taste its sorrow And go on to love again tomorrow It's for a little while, or forever more I know it's for the one I will always adore