Is love a need?
Or a drug called weed,
Do we all sway high with it,
Or try hard for a fit,
Is this why we are all paired?
Is love a feeling true?
Or a solace to drive away our blue,
Do we all reel under,
Or try hard not to make a blunder,
Is this why we are in search of pairs??
Is love a generous halt?
Or a path of no fault,
Do we all long to dance to its tunes,
Or at peace in sand dunes,
Is this why we think of our partners?
Is love an ultimate bliss?
Or an eternity of no hiss,
Do we all miss a beat,
Or want to bear the heat,
Is this why we need a partner for life??