What's love?
When does it happen?
Where does it go?
How does it grow?
Who owns it?
Why do you speak of it?
Is it fiction or non-ficiton?
Does it come from the heart or the mind?
Love is true, love is bold...
Love is something hard to hold.
Love is soft and nice;
but can also melt like ice.
Love goes from heart to heart.
Love is owned by everyone.
Love is spoken by every poet,
every important person,
and every other person too.
Love is fiction,
and at the same time non-fiction.
Love comes from the mind,
and it also comes from the heart.
All young ones love,
as old ones do.
Love is hard to get to;
but sometimes it may be hard to get through
