Winds of Love

I think of love, I see butterflies; Butterflies and flowers, So delicate, So beautiful. I think of love, I see children; The gift of nature, The nature of forgiveness, So precious, So pure. I think of love I see laughter; So cheerful, So contagious, On the winds of love. I think of love, I see red; A colour so powerful, So compelling; The red of blossoming, Rose in the sun. The sun of life,so rich, So beautiful to treasure. I think of love, I see the fire of burning emotions; The flaming of love. All consuming, That burns forever.