Love is perfection a fact
It sees not what’s on the outside but within
Its vision blurred and raids to its hearts content
It leaves a sound of a rapidly beating heart, nervous but joyfully
The sound of a slow beat of a heart can be heard, slow and frozen to the core

Leaves a sweet taste of fresh picked fruit on a hot summer day
Tastes like acid and filled with spiders and cobwebs
Touches you like a soft, warm ocean wave
Crushes you under a massive, cold, salty ocean wave
Its scent leaves you wanting more, like nectar to a hummingbird

The smell renders you paralyized and chokes you to death
While the body relaxes, the soul is in tone, so much so that there's no ripple in the water
The body and soul fight for control and survival, making you feel your in a ocean storm
Its direction is certain, no lies nor treachery to be seen
Dumps you in a middle of a maze, chaos and destruction can be seen all around you

Love is a misrepresentation a lie