A love bird,
flying with
a love word.
Where love
is forgotten,
true love
almost forgotten.
Loves always around,
it just has to be found.
True love in the
heart never dies,
even as Cupid cries.
His arrows will
always fly,
until the day
we die.

Love is a
universal joy,
that we all enjoy.
It is part fantasy,
part reality that
doesn't come easy.
Love in the heart
should never leave,
in this joy we
should always believe.
With or without
a loving mate,
we should always
let love dictate.

Loving fantasies
never die,
their energies
will forever try.
Even in the
darkest room,
wishes of true
love still bloom.
Giving up on
lifes best joy,
only enhances
to destroy.
Kick the
bum out,
let love continue
its route.

Love

G