Rome-Antics

When in Paris do as Romans do where pardon me I lost my Latin there What is love truly like not to quench the stereo type in clicks and cliche's let us count the ways from one liner's to hopefully the refiner My face my mother has good taste grace please do not waste Faint hearted love does not hurt only a shallow flirt Fair love not everything goes in rules of the court Next to you sugar taste like salt I wronged you it's my fault In small houses best not to hurt the one but forgive least that be turned to stone Love thy neighbor a gift from above do not throw stones or live in glass houses when push comes to shove A many splendored thing not a splintered thing with kid's glove One size fits all comfortably when God is your Love For the Love of God is the truth better than the kisses of an enemy a rebuke To love immeasurably the only measure to set us free is His pleasure Love has everything to do with Love and contrary to the other opposites do not attract well rarely So when your bow you are a singing love is not blind just forgiving So quit playing cards save your money and love your wife looking for one choose words carefully ask a right one will return as with promises, doves and ravens one is wise but the other a safe haven If you will and if it pleases how do I spell love JE SUS