Love is not an object

Love is not an object,
nothing that you can touch.
Love is not a subject,
it's not tangible much.

Love is nothing you can use,
to cheat your vicious games.
Love was never invited,
it just came.

Because love is not an object,
and you can't even see what is done.
It's way too risky,
for it to be gone.
Since you can guess what is happening,
or what colour does it wear.
Just look carefully,
beware.

Love is not an object,
that you can sell away.
Love will never come,
if you just pray.

Love is not an object,
that one day will be there.
Love is an invisible power,
it's a huge snare.

Because love is not an object,
and you can't even see what is done.
It's way too risky,
for it to be gone.
Since you can guess what is happening,
or what colour does it wear.
Just look carefully,
beware.