Real Love
Real Love
Love is like a desire,
so pleasant,
It could take you to Heaven
Or straight to Hell,
were you won't dwell.
It's like magic
As you master it,
It vanishes.
Starts as a flower,
So lovely,
Ends like a snake, So deadly.
It could revive you
In an instant,
And could kill you, In seconds.
If this love is true
It will take to Heaven, It will never vanish,
It will be as lovely as always,
And it will revive you 'till
The end of time.
Copyright © Rafael Rios | Year Posted 2005
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