Foolish love

Love is so blind, in folly it confides, Hoping that all will stay as it abides. Love is unyielding to breakup, betrayal's art, While reason pleads in vain, playing its part. Love is a flame, it in the darkness guides, Through storm and strife it in the hearts resides . Love is a fortress, which protects against the sorrow's dart, Sometimes it heals the wounds and mends the heart. Love is a journey, in the memories of past it glides, In laughter and in tears through the life it strides. Love is a mystery, it is unending chart, A cosmic dance, a work of art.