What is...?
What is love in this world?
The simple act of two people pleasuring one another for a night or or two?
Or is it something more that cannot be physically defined?
Maybe it's just a chemical reaction in the brain,
Nothing more than science at its finest.
Yet there are those that profess it profoundly,
Stake their lives on those they love.
How can something so mysterious have such power over man?
There must be something to this love then.
But with no tests, no proof, no way to know for sure whether you love someone,
How do so many blindly fall into it?
Perhaps they know something.
What is love?
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