What is Love?

Love, a fact or fiction, I am not sure what I would choose

The fact is when it comes to loving someone, all I do is probably lose

My heart always beats out of control when it senses love

But then again, what if it's just my imagination?

I happen to meet, My lady, all fair and white

Dressed in diamond bracelets that sparkle in the dark weary night

Of all the men she could have asked to dance with her tonight

She decided to choose me, the lowest of all noble knights

We danced, chuckled and kissed while under the spotlight

Her hair and streamlined body were perfectly matched

Her perfume could spark up a sensation in any man

Her legs, slim and slender with eyes as beautiful as the universe

How could I say goodbye to her as she enters her chariot?

My Fair Lady, my love far from first sight

If I hadn't been so shy and timid as I turned out to be

I would have said. Do you really want to leave?

I loved her, probably far before she was born

Always wanted her to be the rose on my life of thorns

There is nothing I would not give just to have her to myself

And then she leaves without saying goodbye

I was deep in thought that tears rolled down my eyes

My Lady, all fair and white, is gone for ever. What a loss

Would my heart ever beat with the same rhythm again?

Definitely not, things would never remain the same

Just as I had given up hope, hope pulled its gear on reverse

Behind me was My Lady, who said the best verse of all

"I have been waiting for you, my love, my all"

So if you ask me if love is a fact or fiction

How should I know? My Lady only exists in my imagination