Lingering Mystery

Love, my dear, what’s your deal?
To those who’ve held you close,
What’s the deal, what’s the appeal?
How’s it feel, being loved, and giving it back,
Is it like a heart attack, or a comforting track?
Is love a load of hurt, or a brand new start?
Does it tear you apart, or mend every part of your heart?

Now, Love, let’s cut the chase, I want the real spiel.
Are you a riddle or just a twist of fate?
Some find your sweetness, can’t get enough, it’s great,
While others bear your burdens, want to slam the gate,
Crying rivers at your sight, feeling hearts deflated.

So, Love, what’s the deal, your essence we debate.
Do you bloom at first glance or need time to iterate?
You’re like a jigsaw puzzle, hard to navigate,
But let me ask, have you knocked at my gate?
Touched my soul’s core, or is it still up for debate?

Have I truly embraced you, Love, at any rate?
Could you explain it, maybe in my mother tongue, Luo ?
So I can grasp your essence, relate and translate,
For in your mysteries, Love, I’m caught in a bewildering state.

@okelododdychitchats