What is love?

What is love?
Can it be found in a poem?
In a line or a verse?
Or it simply just a curse?

Your smile bewitches me
And makes me lose track of time
I can’t stop this feeling,
Darling, what have you done to me?

Why is the sun dark when you are not with me?
Why are the stars less bright at night when you are not by my side?
More beautiful than roses,
More precious than a pearl,
You have become my special someone.
And once I start loving, it cannot be undone.


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