Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I cant define love,
and neither can you.
It doesnt belong to a gender or age.
It doesnt matter if your ready...
or dont want it to be center stage.
It comes without warning, caution or a heads up.
We all dont understand it...
thats why we talk about it so much.
Its all over our music, dreams and our lives.
Its a miracle we all cannot describe.
Its a gift from above that we cant stop or pause.
Its not just located in lovers, or friends.
But family, favorite things, and even a fast food line.
Its gets thrown threw windows, mirrors, and the sky.
Just let it happen.
Dont ask why.
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