A Mere Thought on Love

by Nicholas C.
(Land O' Lakes)

I've been told too many times to count,
That love doesn't exist, it's lust in all accounts.
But what, I ask, causes lack of sleep?
And the sense of feeling that you're in too deep?

I'd venture far enough to claim,
That it isn't really lust to blame,
But the singsong cliche that's true,
That trisyballic phrase: I love you.