Observations, art, poem, life

Define: Love

As a student of law, which only speaks of things defined,

And lives in the realm of reason, logic and precedent

I will try to define it

Is it a case of a Caso fortuito?

Or a matter of delectus personae?

Or is it both?

Is being in love a condition?

Or maybe a class of its own?

Does it occur in a last clear chance scenario,

Or existing from the very beginning, but yet to be define?

Is it something mutual, like a contract?

Or a pure feeling without any condition sine qua non,

And proximate cause of which,

Is the person we think of at night and can keep us alive till dawn

Maybe the cause, object is all tied up,

To a reciprocal feeling of understanding, care, and support

Then is it comparable to a pacta sunt servanda?

Which parties, cannot breach? Or could they be breach?

As far as I know, once it happens,

That beyond any reason, beyond any doubt,

That our heart will beats for no one, except one.

That our life is no longer terra nullius

But a life with someone

The legal mind, indeed, cannot define love,

Because every legal mind,

Will always and as always will think of an exception,

For love can never admit of an exception.

Now, as a person happily receiving her love,

What I can give is this:

That our love started when our heart meet on a day in June

It happened, without any reason, logic or precedent

And without any need of consent,

For consent is but a useless formality

Because when our eyes met, it already speaks the truth,

The truth that no one can define

-Res ipsa loquitor-