Love
Love
Love, a like of light.
A blend which lets hate far from our mind.
An emotion which makes me and my love to be so tight.
A feeling which make our bodies to be kind.
The summer is lovely
The autumn and winter are so cruel.
But, the love of my love is so tasty.
Even, in spring the April make some people fool.
Love, in this world is not so good.
Somehow, it is the wastage of time.
It, sometimes makes a person to feel how it could.
Sometimes, it makes a person a part of crime.
It, is not a child's play.
It have a long way and after death stay.