Is it kind or mean?
Is it set or messy?
Or is it somewhere in between?
Is it intoxicating or rejuvenating?
Is it confined or free?
Is it serious or amusing?
I need to know don’t you see.
Is it soaring or crashing?
Is it slow or fast?
Is it daring or dashing?
And does it really last?
What exactly is love is a mystery to me.
It’s as clear as murky mud or as the deep blue sea.
Sarah Dargis
