Love is like a black hole that lures people in,
It disguises itself in lust and pleasure,
A strange temptation that comes from within,
Affections that calls for desperate measures,
Love is like the open sea that has no end,
One may seek but never find the meaning,
Is it an illusion, foe, or friend?
No one is capable of convening;
Yet love is the beauty that brings contentment
It grips the heart and deranges the mind,
The Warmth, joy, and no sight of resentment,
It’s the remarkable way of mankind,
Love may be cruel and one may have their doubts,
But it is surely one cannot live without.