Love like foundations,
builds us to be strong.
Love is pure magic,
unless it goes wrong.
Love generates joy,
it enables us to cry.
An emotional mixture,
from low up to high.
Love's like a street drug,
Seriously sweet and addictive.
Love creates anger,
a reason to be vindictive.
Love through rose tinted glasses,
we can all be naive.
When love is lost,
we all need to grieve
Love can harbour jealousy,
when there is mistrust.
Causes sexual tensions,
passion and lust.
Although love can move mountains,
it can breed contempt.
Love can break you apart,
Or be all you have dreamt.
Without all these feelings,
life would be sombre.
Would we rather feel nothing,
or have heart break to ponder?
This emotion is powerful,
no doubt in my mind.
Love can be wonderful,
or be cruel and unkind.
Karen Wyld