Love is the tap on your window on a cold winter night.
Love is the the warmest hug after a nightmare's fright.
Love is my mom's cooking every dinner time.
Love is my sister, teaching me how to rhyme.
Love, no matter how great, sends hearts on a painful roll.
Love, although, ever so sweet is searched for by every living soul.
It's wine not meant to be opened soon but still worth the keep.
It's the hand that wipes off every tear each time you weep.
Love is the passion to do something well.
Love is essential. Anyone can tell.
Love, both bitter and sweet should last until the last beat.
Because every beat brings a special something
To prove to us that love is everything.
