Comparison (Not Done)

Love- A body full of butterflies Your touch- melts my heart, but freezes my eyes Your lips amongst mines warms my chills Our love, our passion to strong to appeal An emotional barrel, our love runs around The heat of the night, the talk of the town The pressure that's felt diffuses the heart so love can replace its drum You- The soul mate of Hershey kisses and I know you want some We- the couple the doves that float wing and wing Im never deserted, when you are my King