The Whys and Whats of Love

Why does love make one babble

Why do words disappear

Why do we forget what language we speak

Why does the tongue stick inside

Why does the heart beat unpredictably

Why does one not be able to track time

What is the intangible that stops this world for the lover

Why do eyes keep searching for the beloved and only the beloved

Why does the body drink the sun, the rain and the wind with equal (dis)passion

Why do voices around one not matter

Why does the head refuse to think

Why does one not get sleep, not feel hunger

Why does one feel such desire

Why is this the best version of peace one can get

Why do the eyes, the ears, the mouth, the body yearn for the person one loves

Why do we smile secretly and publicly

Why is there so much connect among the disconnect

Why do we want and not want to meet

Why do we feel light, float

Why do we beg this feeling to last...forever

Why this seamlessness, this weightlessness

Why do we want to feel that care, that touch

Why do we want to hold that hand

Why do we die for that glance

Why does that smile root us

Why do we dissolve in the thoughts of each other, like ....foam?

What do we rush for, what do we wait patiently for,

What do we want the universe to tell us,

What is love, this ceaseless amazement

What is love, this that makes us feel strength, endurance

What is love, but the eyes that long for us

What is love, but the hands that assure and reassure

What is love, but the hugs that make us forget

What is love, but the ear that willingly listens

What is love, but the kiss that makes us lose ourselves

What is love, but that what fills us with peace

What is love, but that what makes us feel respected

What is love, but pure faith

What is love, but guidance and kindness

What is love, but the magic and the stubbornness to believe in the magic?