Love's like a breeze.
Love's like a river.
Love's like a rose.
Love's like the waves the ocean curves,
rolling softly to the shore.
Love's like a flame,
burning happily in your chest.
Love's like the moon,
Shining softly with no gloom.
Love for me is hard and cold.
I try to buy it, but it's not sold
It's hard and heavy, just like gold.
By: Brandy Ruiz
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