day 11; fill in the blank

Why does
     [infatuation     attraction     lust     loss     love]
          drive us to poetry?

What is it about
     [line     rhythm     meter     rhyme]
          that inspire us to know our hearts?

I can’t make heads or tails of it, myself.
My heart, that is.
I’ve written dozens of shitty half-poems,
and none of them come close
to you.