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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