Do we really love?
Or do we just want someone to hold
or someone to hear us
Do we want a warm body
Or a soft laugh
Do we love or do we love the idea of love
is it something beautiful that we cant reach
Is it the distant cry of a vulture
Ready to scoop up the prey in full
are we that consumed in finding love
Something to quiver our bones
make our hearts skip beats
Or reel our heads.
I say that when I look at him its close
The sun sets and I know he'll be there
Ready to catch me, ready to hold me
So is it love?
We shall see.
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