QUOTE : Why is my love for you, dyed in wool?<br />What is the hindrance to moving on?<br /><br />Why in love have I been made a fool?<br />What’s been causing this oblivion?<br /><br />Why is thought of you, ever-present?<br />What’s keeping me from forgetting you?<br /><br />Why is the sight of you magnificent?<br />What’s it you possess than others few?<br /><br />A slow fire burns deep within me,<br />And keeps my curiosity at high<br /><br />I question these puzzles so direly,<br />To philosophy, a pleasure – wry<br /><br />If all life has led me to this point,<br />To make me but a mere proponent<br /><br />Then, from this day to my last moment,<br />Just you and love, are my argument.