A Thing Called Love
Love is apple sweet
Love is warm sand against ya feet
Love is like a starry sky
Love is like the moon vanishing without a goodbye
Love is a flower that blooms by day
Love is like a flower by night vanishes away
Love is a tree that grows stronger every year
Love is like a child struck with fear
Love..... Love.....
What is this little thing called
"Love"
Copyright © Chalya Clausell | Year Posted 2008
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