What is Love?

How do I answer this question,
if I’ve never been in Love?

Strip down naked.
Awkwardness of nakedness.
I feel so visible, too visible
– naked.

I feel ashamed.
Shameful and shy,
at the same time.

Love has never stopped by,
Love has never shown its face
around me.

How am I supposed to know,
what Love feels like,
what Love looks like,
what Love tastes like,
if I’ve never even met this thing
you call “love”?

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