What Does Love Feel Like
What does love feel like?
Is it round like an orange, or square like a pear?
Is it here?
Is it there?
Is it burning, or care?
Passion or fear?
Worry for the one?
At what point begun?
Is love constantly thinking like a great glass machine?
Is it mixed up with past loves, or shiny and clean?
Is it stronger when slow like a great deep wave?