The Two Faces of Love

It can turn to rage in the blink of an eye, this thing we call love, can make you cry. It can be as soft, as the pillow you sleep, or a madness within one, and never defeat. It can be insecurity, from a jealous heart, or a candle so bright, lighting every part. It can be like candy, with a taste so sweet, or a bitter reminder, you'll never be free. It can be an earthquake, that destroys the land, or a gentleness of compassion, that holds your hand. It can be an Evergreen, that grows stronger each year, or it can be so alone, and defeated, no one ever hears. It can be such heartache, when you hold its hand, or the most precious gift of all, for a woman or man. Love can be anything, if you're willing to see, love can be so beautiful, just let it be free.