Love

what do you love? who do you love? why do you love? love do you what? love do you who? love do you why?
I wake up in the morning feeling big eyed , small bodied , huge hearted, eyed big, bodied small, hearted huge.
i can only think about it's taste-those beautiful soft lips, then i only think about it's scent - smooth flower spring skin.
I read into your deep eyes, i cut in to your heart like a knife, although you had cut me open and exposed me long before - from the deadly word spelled l-o-v-e and the feelings i had when i woke up.