"Love" paints a picture
Of flowers and light,
But to this strong emotion
Is a darker side.
Pain and confusion
Contrast supreme bliss.
So many lovers
Are witness to this.
Doubts' biting chill
And passion's heat
Exhaust their minds
Without mercy.
But isn't love
The essence of life?
Doesn't it heal?
Isn't it right?
Oh yes to all three!
Love is liberty, breath!
Just remember when loving:
The price may be death.
**to be altered, continued, reconstructed, expanded, hopefully BETTER
