What is love

My attempt to question love.

Love? What is love?

Is it all hearts and doves?

Do two people really fit like gloves?

I think the answer lies up above! 

Reviews

[Delight]

I've asked myself that same question many times and still haven't found the answer. Where up above? Are you speaking of heaven where love is out of reach or some magical, yet fleeting, mountain top experience? You're poem is just like love... never truly complete and leaves one searching endlessly for the end. I mean no disrespect in saying that.

[EMF]

Wow. After reading a light series of poems, the questions raised by this are surpring. You have immense depth with just a few words I am actually taken aback by it. Wonderfuuly so. Great work and open to a lot of interpretation. Glad I clicked o you. It has proven worth it.

[Ezell Barnes]

I daren't ask, but shall we ever know the answer? You have created a deep longing in my spirit to once again search for it. Tis a quest, none too bold, and not for the faint in heart. Thank you.

[Darl]

yes something to think about. A poem that asks questions is always good.

[Sujash I. Purna]

World's number one unanswerable question! I loved the sheer nerve of presenting this question within only FOUR lines! My kudos here for this bravery! Good work indeed!

Keep it up!

(I never thought a pair of human beings could be likened to a pair of fitting gloves...bizarre you know...)