Love is that butterfly in your stomach
Still fluttering aimlessly while the other have left
You sometimes know its there
But you choose to ignore it
Love is the flower
In the desert
There just to show you
That beauty lies every where and the impossible can happen
Love is that tree in your yard
Your neighbor wishes wasn't there
But you want it and need it
So you keep it all for you
Love is the letter x
Used seldom as the letter z
But there for special occasions
When personal expansion is needed
Love is homework
When your weekend is booked
You don't want to do it cause you have other plans
But you know it would make a better life for you in the future if you do
Love is me
Poetic and short but not often sweet
There for the end
But forgotten in the beginning
Love is destiny
To be or not to be
You can pluck petals from flowers
Or just ask.....do you love me
~J Baby