OH THIS THING CALLED LOVE
A wonder, a sensation, a drive
A craving, a drug…such an addiction
Even the greatest minds fail to connote your creation
You remain mysterious
Your existence can be felt in the way you excite people, animals even
I remain in awe of your powers to unite strangers
To entice even the crushed souls to believe again, to commit again
Kings, princes and princesses are produced in your name
Monarchs and small things lovable are created in your powers
So bitter sweet is your nature
Yet you are called love
Bringing happiness in all creation
By your doing people meet and then become strangers
With your powers, people become happy and then weep
You are an aphrodisiac for those who believe in you
A curse for those who cry because of you
You are a remedy that calms the storms and compels people to stay
To try harder for better, for worse, in sickness and in health
They fight and lose their possessions, their dignity, and their sanity-all in your
name
What do you bring so exceptional?
You are mocked and yet cherished
You mend the broken hearted
And rejuvenate the tired souls
Entice them to want live again, to be forever, for they found love
Your energy is invisible but powerful, ever so appreciated
Love remains> @ChristinaM