What is love?
Is it the tightness in my chest,
when they look at me?
Is it the thought of them
watching me undress
before we go and rest?
Or the rushing adrenaline
of my heart beating too fast when they call me "daddy"?
What is love?
Is it the supernova
in their eyes?
Is it their smile before saying see you next time
Or the merging of our star signs.
What is love?
Is it clear to see
when I am standing close to them?
Is it something unknown
before the pieces to the mystery are found?
Or perhaps it is a feeling that never stops growing.
