amor

Love, love, love

Is a beautiful thing I say

When you're in it and you know it

When you feel it everyday

It is passionate

it is blind

It is naïve

but always kind

Sometimes it makes you nervous

Butterflies in your tummy

Sometimes youre in cloud nine

where skies are blue and sunny

It is a force to be reckoned with

and gentle at the same time

when you have it hold on tight

for it is a privilege too divine

the Corinthians had it right

if you read it you will see

it is never rude or selfish

it is always full of glee

some live their whole lives

trying to find it high and low

it might come at first sight

or it make take a while to know

whichever way you find it

you must always know its true

that love must always start

with what's inside of you.

LoVe.