Love is complex;
it is not fair;
and is filled with vex.
Love means to dare.
Love is rare;
it is filled with bliss;
and happiness making you want to just stare/
Love is best shown with a kiss.
Love is to miss
someone you adore dearly,
causing you to reminisce.
Love is to care fiercely.
Love is like the sun,
especially when it is with your special one.
Trying my first spenserian sonnet