Love A language, a label, lifting the landfill left in our lonely lives. Learning to let loose the luggage of our last lovers. Lustful love, while lively.. lacks the lusciousness of a loyal and laudable lover.
Liquid love Fills our lungs with laughter and leaves one lucid and luminous with life. Light Love.
Loose Lips Lost in this lingual labyrinth of ludicracy, Love, quite literally a literary landslide, leaves my lips loose and lousy, looking for a lamplight.
My heart - as limber as lilac.
Leaving Love Listen, listen! a Liberated lifeboat leads us to a love that is landlocked and limitless.