Romance and love, suppose to be a gift from God above.
None better than Romeo
and Juliet
Of course only a love story
where the stage was set
Who wrote the book of love
Was it the creator up above
What and whomever did
certainly popped the lid
It is now programmed in every
humans heart and head
and eventually they will see red
Baby baby don't stop
do it to me unitil I drop
Once this happens to all
love and romance will
always call
Of course at times it will
eventually stall
To get back in the saddle
some will almost crawl
We are under loves spell
Just look around and you'll
be able to tell
And you won't have to go to
a mountain top and yell
Even the animals get involved
they too have to be loved
Crystal Reed thought she had met the perfect man. Instead she finds herself entangled in a web of obsessive love and dark secrets, a world that has become tainted by deception and treachery.
A beautiful poem of love
Mary