Questions Of Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wanting to know what love really consists of.
Is it a reality or just our thoughts we place
in our hearts for our convenience?
Why do we emotionally feel that we're in love
with another person?
Can anyone show me what love really is?
There aren't enough explanations in life to
explain it, I'm sure.
Living an existence, never knowing the beauty
that some people think that it is.
What is love? Maybe a state of mind that we
adjust to our image of what we think it is.