Love?

Is it love, are you burning?

Are you breathless from the yearning?

Is it light or just a shimmer?

Do you see all or just a glimmer?

Walk down roads hand in hand.

Rolling hills then shire of bland.

Words unspoken, I make a call.

You may have tipped but you didn’t fall.

You can find me in my eyes,

In my heart and in my thighs.

Are you startled, are you lost?

Am I found but too much cost?

Is it love, what fills your mind?

Am I virtue, or am I a bind?

If the heart wants, why no heat?

Is there the will to be complete?