L.O.V.E

love is a butterfly flying free in the sky. never wanting to land in reality. love is red filled with passion and emotion. but it can turn on you in the blink of an eye love is like an apple it's sweet in the beginning. but it can be bitter in the end love is a rose standing tall of all the others. it somehow finds away through all the weeds love is a flute each pedal is unique. it takes time to make it right, but in the end you get it.