One hundred one poetries for Psyche [on going]

43|101. My Qualitative Research of Love

In a world full of certain questions
Can you be my research questions?
My one and only data collection,
The one who gather information.

An inquiry who's seeking for truth,
A knowledge that experience brought,
An ethics that norms are taught,
And problems where answers sought.

So, I research if my love will last,
And how I fall for you that fast,
Like in this world that is vast,
I finally found you my wust.

But you have your scope that functions,
Where I'm just a part of delimitations,
Where I will never be your introduction
Nor you've lost in my conclusion.

My love, my qualitative research,
You will always be my RRL,
Result and Findings I want to clear,
And my heart's recommendations.

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