It's no big deal.

I dream of love
What is it
I wonder
That has made it so elusive
When I was so
So very giving
I wander
And I wonder why
Which is so
I value
That strangeness
As if some things can not be explained
Except by common nonsense
It is hard to imagine anything
To explain the strange
Blank canvass
As it is punctuated by so many little hearts.