After Thoughts
The Poetry of J. Hodges

What is Love?

Is it a feeling? Is it appealing? A dealing? Is it an action? A satisfaction? Is it knowing? Trusting? Glowing? Is it blowing in the wind? Is it forever? Is it clever? A romantic endeavor? Is it elusive? Obtrusive? Is it caring? Or sharing? A little bit daring? Is it fleeting? Or needing? Or pleading? Does it need feeding? Does it lie, bleeding? Does it bend? Does it lend? Does it send? Or pretend? Does it lift? Perhaps, a gift? Does it shift? Or grift? Does it lose its power? Does it climb a tower? Is it only? Is it lonely? Is it red? Simply said? A grand illusion? A ball of confusion? Or just a delusion? Is it amusing? A choosing? Two boozing? Roses? Touched noses? A box of chocolates? A ring? A song? Is it wrong? A so long? Or a friend? What is love?

-J