Love

What is love?
A never ending cherishment
Of those near you
It don't have to be someone special
It don't have to be physical
But if it is, don't abuse it
Love
How far does it go?
To the grave they say
But no one knows
It's endless
You can never lose it
Deep down, you still have it
Love
Why do we have it?
no one knows
It's just a theory
Love
It just exists
It can't be replaced
You can't learn it
Or buy it
Or sell it
Love
It can't be made
Love
What is it?
A timeless question
Truth is
There are only theories
But no one really knows
Love
It is a mystery
Love
Known everywhere as
THE UNKNOWN

by Candice LeBlanc

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Comments (2)

Actually you can ‘learn love’ in fact some people would argue that love, is at least on some levels, a thing that is learned. Perhaps even as we are babies in our mothers arms.
Another nice poem. I've read most of your poems and I really like your work. I look forward to reading more. sincerely, Mary