Love

Love is like death; it makes you feel alive.
Love is like faith; like you had when you were five.
Love is rain; it makes you wet and shaky.
Love is like a dare; will it make me or break me?

Love is like a prison; captures and sets free.
Love is like a fine red wine; drinking parts of me.
Love is like the desert wind; it cuts and blows away.
Love is like a thunder storm; it crushes you like clay.

Love is like a wild flower; it grows where it wants to be.
Love is like the cry of the wolf; it howls to those it seeks.
Love is like the air we breath; all around and fresh.
Love is like a burning candle; a wonderful enlightening mess.