Love is like a fireplace
It can burn for eternity...
Not one to really desire life’s finer...
Don’t really have a need for diamond rings...
Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
The sky falls neatly on the sand.
With arms outstretched they beg...
Life was different for him;
he was lovesick...
my eyes are pupils.
that once learned the...
They drain from pretty eyes,
the baggage with the tides...
When you’re on the bus
she lays her head on your chest...
The leaves vibrate in the breeze,
Their release is drawing near...
Lovingness followed by
Overbearing behaviour leaves me feeling...
A violin are her vocals.
For her lips speak no words, nor lyrics heard...
Love
Love, such a beautiful word...