I don't know what love is

I don't know what love is, but I know it exists.

I don't know if I want it, but my heart insists.

Love drives me insane with the things it can do.

Love seems like a competition I am willing to lose.

Love lives in my mind, kindling lust that lingers.

Love has me wrapped around its slender cold fingers.

Love likes to hide while I seek,

Love tries to lay low, camouflaging its mystique.

Love is sad when we are apart,

Love scans me with scrutiny as though I were a work of art.

Love loves to love, but love is blind;

a complication that has consequences sometimes.

So while it's here, I will hold on to it tight,

for before long it might disappear out of sight.

I don't know what love is, but I know it exists.

I know I want it, for my heart insists.