How I feel about love

How I feel about love

How I fell in the graces of it

How I thought it was the most extraordinary feeling

And how I was destroyed with it

Love colours everywhere it touches

It’s a smiles shipment that never stops

Many think that it can be ordered

But all learn that the service is always out of order

I never thought of love in a different way

Always glorifying its beauty

Maybe seeing the imperfections

Making me realize how it should be thought about

A wave of destruction and seduction

A need, an urge

The perfect fall with no rope to go up

But let me tell you

Down there is delicious

Heaps of good moments

A cheerful happiness

The greatest confessions

Always remember to love

Never forget to fall

Use your vein of hope wisely

Then come back to tell the story

The perfect imperfection of a love story