This Thing That We Call Love

         This Thing That We Call Love

         What is this thing, that we call love?
         Is it just an emotion?
         Or strength from above?
         Is it something we grow, or cultivate?
         Or something we work towards,
         To rid us of hate?

         Is it something we're born with,
         Instilled from the start?
         Or something we strive for,
         So we don't drift apart?

         Is it something we learn, from examples around?
         Or a song that we hear,
         With a warm, heartfelt sound?

         Is it physical passion?
         Or a sensual touch?

         Is it possible for us to love too much?

         Is it candlelight dinners?
         Or walks in the sand,
         Draped in the moonlight, as we walk hand in hand?

         Is it food for our souls?
         Do our hearts have to feed?

         What is this thing, that we call love?

         This thing that I need.