What is love?
Is it a chemical reaction?
An illusionary sensation caused by pheromones, sight, sound, fragrance, thought?
Is it unknown wish fulfilment triggered by cruel fate?
Is the sensation in our "hearts" or in our heads?
Is it impulse or obsession, pleasure or pain, strength or weakness?
At any level do we have control? Can we ever decide to just Not?
To cease feeling, choose numbness, decide to think rather than dream?
How do our senses choose so wrongly?
Why do our "hearts" feel it's right when our brains know the signals are wrong...
Won't stop believing in the shadow radar...
Won't admit the blips that speed the heartbeats are delusion.
Can we live not knowing, survive without feeling, escape the blessing, or the curse of humanity?
Should we try to stop wondering why?
Is the belief in the dream all that love is?
Does it matter?
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 19 June 2014
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