Love

Love is a burning red flame.

It sounds like snow falling,

and tastes like sweet chocolate.

It smells like a million roses;

it looks like a wild child with a wide grin.

It makes me feel warm and give me butterflies.

 

Love is filled with greeny envy and jealousy.

It sounds like the soft sobs after a breakup

and tastes bitter.

It smells like gasoline;

it looks like a game of Russian Roulette.

Love terrifies me.

 

Love is bright yellow like that of a thousand fireflies.

It sounds like the wind blowing through your hair,

and tastes like cool lemonade on a summer day.

It smells like a garden full of daisies;

it looks like paradise,

Love gives me a sense of peace.

 

Love is passion.

Love is someone for everyone.

Love is temporary.

True love is forever.

 

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