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Love--how your sweet tenderness and loving soul bestowed this heart of mine. Dive into the sea of paradise--just wondrous, just wondrous. Like love bird sweet chirp in early spring.
Love-- is a form of paradise, beautiful like heaven made rainbow-- angelical, glorious, and magnificent. It lullabies your heart and blind your eyes, every tender word whisper to your ear, your heart soften, beaten out of rhythm. Everything she tells you or he tells you, you say and think it’s true.
Love-- start with a seed of apple and it grew. Soon it start to blossom and became a fruit. Each fruit is different though it is from the same tree. Its apple, yet, some are sour and some are sweet. Some are juicy sweet yet with worms and some are sour but delight.
Love—is poisonous and addictive, like spell being cast by a cupid. Wrapped like a gift of goodies; drift in his arm... far away...leaving everything else behind.
Love-- dangerous like mass of grave buried so deep. Pierce this heart and implant thorn; self-esteem, self-love, and daily living burns into ashes. Dried like rose, deteriorate like dead body...lonesome, rejection...love hurts