Love is delicate flower,
Shining in shimering red,
Love is darkness,
That makes you want to be dead
Love is a dream,
So sweet and devine,
But love is a nightmare,
That makes you want to cry
Love is a treasure,
Worth a thousand gold mines,
It's precious, it's rich, it's the bong in my life
But love is hard,
Solid as a rock,
Hard to penetrate,
Hard to crack
But its only when it weathers,decays or erodes
You see the beauty that the love contains
It's strength, it's kindness, it's devotion
Love is a cold, stone
A hard water spout
But love is also something I cannot love without
