This Thing Called Love

It's what we see in fairytales,
It's the melody sang by nightingales.
It's something money can't buy,
But surely makes someone shy.

It's deceiving,
Sometimes addicting,
Just like gambling ,
No one knows who's winning.

It's what they call love,
It's when we learn how to love.
Love makes us stupid,
Just like Valentine's own cupid .

Love is unexplainable,
Love is undeniable.
It goes with words with -able,
For it is unimaginable.

Never imagine love,
For love is an emotion.
It is as pure as a dove,
So better keep it with devotion.

Love moves in mysterious ways.
But never be astray.
Teach thy heart for every dismay.
Learn how to never go stray.

A quote once said 'love is blind, '
But reality says ,'love makes us blind. '
Accepting differences,
Embracing challenges.

So young hearts be careful,
Love can make you mournful.
Could make you go lunatic,
And mostly  so dramatic.

Try to keep your heart guarded,
But not imprisoned.
Let your love be guided,
With what you envision.

'kate10
07/16/'16
11:17pht