Love

by :.NuMbaH1BaBiE.:   Sep 5, 2005


Love is like a colorful butterfly playing in a field of daisies.
It's multicolored wings of love mixing with the spring colors,
feeling affection for life and all that is alive.
Love is like a never-ending gossipers,
taking one piece of information from ear to ear,
always changing and expanding to reach new heights and new meaning.
Love is that beautiful rainbow that comes out after a gentle warm rain.
Its colors going through the spectrum as the emotions goes
from one stage of Love to the next,
never ending but changing into something new.
Love can be a favorite Lucky penny,
Always near and when lost your heart and soul grieves,
but then you find the next charm of luck.
Love is like a beautiful angel that sits magically atop those cotton clouds,
singing and rejoicing with the beauty of humanity it sees.
Love is the feeling of rapture that tells you that you will live forever
with that perfect companion by your side.
When we think of love it's not like that a box of chocolates on valentine days,
searching for just the right piece, you know in your soul that you have it.
Love is your reward for a good life,
your pot of gold at an end of a beautiful and colorful rainbow.

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  • 19 years ago

    by LonelyNightsHurt

    I luv ya poems, and ya quotes are off da hook