“E-V-O-L” What is love? So sweet yet difficult Life Saver, Life Taker Love, Love, Love It is like the first breath of a new born Your heart melts like butter, inside you popin like popcorn E-V-O-L So misused Can be a tool, but it’s abused in the hands of a fool It is amazing to see the ones who try to escape the raft of cupid’s draft When she aims with her arrow, her eyes are on the sparrow, which is your heart Love is so confusing it will leave you pickin and chosen between right and wrong Sitting in the dark playing the same old song Love to me may very well be different from love to you Love to me is like the sky When it rains those are the teardrops fallin from my eye The clouds float like my emotions move What is love? Love to me is that smooth swagger that can turn around and be the dagger Simply because it looks so gorgeous Love to me is that unique smell, which sounds of a bell, heaven or hell, I just cannot tell Nevertheless, I do not want to fail, because it hurts so bad This has to be the one Love to you may consist of the mist that floats in the morning breeze Your atmosphere may be empty but love is that shooting star The moon that glows when the sun does not show The misconception, can lead to a reception after you say the words “I do” when you really know you don’t Love, Love, Love Some people may call me stupid because I love, love In addition, love has the power to devour all common sense Leaving others to believe I am in the sixth sense If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense A thousand pennies is worth ten dollars It may not make me pop my collar but for some ladies that’s enough to make them holler That aint love Love, Love, Love Makes me form illusions, which brings me to the conclusion that love can be everything and everything can be loved Still I ask the question what is love