L.O.V.E

Love, I love to be in love, but who wouldnt.

Love is that feeling when your heart drops, your hands clamy and shaking.

That incredible emotion that you feel deep within your soul.

A feeling unlike any other and all yours for the taking.

 

Love is the beauty you see in someone else

and in return the beauty they see within you.

your love is that beautiful person you trust with all your heart

you know nothing can separate you even when things seem askew.

 

So go find your love, go out and find this beauty.

Because love does not wait

and if you keep your love waiting

you may wake up and find that its too late.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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