Is love something you find
Like a key under a rock
Or something you lose
In the laundry, like a sock
Is it something you feel
Like pain from a burn
Or something you do
Like when you listen to learn
Is love a thought
From a reoccurring dream
Or a taste
Like fresh whipped cream
Is it a word
Like something you’ve said
Or is love a book
You’re glad you’ve read
Is love a place you can reach
Should you want to go
Or is love a thing you can see or smell
