What is love is it a ravening beast
Is it mainly lust on a body to feast
Does that longing and awe
Have to gnaw at the soul
Does it titilate the senses
Make us insane
What is love is it a ravening beast
Is it joy exquisite and misery ceased
Where is the balance between
The want and the need
The caring and sharing
On which it must feed
When is love just tender and pure
Not just longings we have to endure
Its tendrils are there to be nutured
To grow
In the early days of love lust
We know not what we sew
Maybe we learn from loves early mistakes
It’s important to survive those early heart breaks
To tame the heart of the ravening beast
To find eternal happiness
Is a goal we may never reach