Love, Love, Love What is love? We all have a million answers. Some sweet like honey, While others sting like scorpion's. And every one of us has our own version of it. Some so evergreen and spring, Some like autumn and winter. And what is you can feel all at once? And curiosity, like adding fuel to the fire... To just feel the rush for once. To risk it for everything and nothing... A very fine line to walk on. What would you do, Play it safe or Let your demons be awoken by your desire?