Four and Eight of States

What is love? Is it reality? Is it your best friend? An illusionary mind full of per-ambles...AND THEN tomorrow again? Can it get, like a machine can shop? Do we spiel and squeal like wheels- or the heels and hails in the hails? What is diatonic in petitionary collusion(s)? I see disputing commendations and suspended dreams with smoke and things... I see how everything can clash, and then we need a piece...