Love
Love Love Love Love…hmmm I wonder why my nick is ‘loveluv’?
Love…
The snow beats down upon my window,
As it calls out my name incessantly,
To adorn and behold its beauty,
Which will cease when the season is over,
Out on the snowy white field,
Like a pool sprawled of pure white daisies,
I draw on it of our love so deep,
With drops of dark red blood,
Representing my devotion for thee,
Which means more than mere red roses,
With a notion of love, but superficiality…
