Love is a four letter word,
one can define, but none can construe
a secret unrevealed, a sense all can understand but only a special one can feel.
Love is a four letter word,
no one can expound.
A feeling one can endure, it can turn your world upside down,
your cosmos inside out, its a volcano ready to erupt, a sun ready to burst its shine.
Love is a four letter word,
it can make twilight into light, a reverie into reality, smiles into frowns
and contentment into discontent.
Love is a four letter word,
one can define, but none can prescribe,
a charade hard to understand, a temptation hard to resist,
a crime hard to ignore. It's a mystery no one can decipher, it can only be felt,
no whys, no who's nor where, it's like a setback so random.. an accident so natural.
Love is a phrase,
we've been into its chance, into its peril,
but did we become the sucker? or did we become the crook?
It's only a four letter phrase, just a word
but for some if not all.. it became our world.
