A Slight Of Heart

what is love ?

mysterious faces in a crystal ball
a trace of light on a darkened wall
trap-doors and disguise
obscure reflection
from mirrored eyes
what is love,
silk handkerchief or morning dove ?

man in white gloves
smoke through trees
a padlocked chest
with a ring of keys
a body laid prone
a thought of suggestion
the wonder of unknown

what is love ?
the more you search the more you are blind
the heart is quicker than the mind