PERPLEXITY

Tell me, what's love?

What are its traits—its truth, its flame?

Is it just chemicals flowing inside,

Or a selfish lock where possession is the key?

Is love conditional?

Can I feel it for anyone, anywhere, anyhow?

Is it an emotion that seeks perfection

In the eyes of the beholder?

Will the butterflies in the stomach last,

Or do they flutter away with time?

Tell me... what's love?

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