Love is a question mark that hangs above my head,
It is like a butterfly that takes the risk of being dead,
Love can be the root to many other emotions,
Like despair which is as treacherous as all of the oceans.
It can cause pain which is a knife,
It can cause grief which is heavy as normal life,
However, it can also cause feelings of delight,
Like giddiness that soars your heart like a kite,
Happiness which is the beautiful smile on your face,
All can be the good result of a genuine embrace,
Don’t let jealousy, which is poison, steal your willing heart,
Finding joy, like a firework, is best place to start.