Love is a passionate feeling,
Which comes with a special healing,
If this feeling is true,you will see that sparkle in your loved ones eyes,
And it will be you against the world,
You against all odds.
Love is like the sun,
Shinning in a sunless garden,
Which makes dead flowers blossom,
It is like a campfire,at first a pretty flame,
Then becomes hot and fierce,but still light and flickering.
Love is like a tragedy,
Unavoidable,a lot of tears shed,
Since the pain pierces the heart,
To an unknown depth,
Leading the soul to bleed.
If music could be the food of love,
I would let it play on,
Letting its soothing traits relax my troubled heart,
My soul dance to its tune,
And sing like nobody's listening.