Love they say is a two edged sword
Neither bitter nor sweet is it to its victim.
Love the builder of destruction
The destroyer of building.
Tell me the usefulness of her
Who desires nothing but a river of tears
From the bowel of her lovers
Tears that are bittersweet.
Those who run to her comfort innocently
Are not spared of her deadly pangs of pain
Even the devilish narrowly escapes her venom
Because they are also filled with gall.
Love is a household name
A tale told by all
But Love is incomplete and wild
Without her mild initiator.
I love you with a genuine heart
For then not even her pang or venom
Can come near to me.
Now I say, I LOVE YOU.
Now I say I love you,
First with words
My actions will show
Just let me see through you....
©DaTalent