Parodyy

Love is..


Love is everything: even bread and wine.
Love is everywhere, even in your dreams.
Giving you forgivness a second time,
And it feeds on your words that were once mean.

It grows, and it grows, and grows, to great size,
Until it is the only think you breathe.
Love cleans your sin, like sand in the tide,
Forcing nice words although you hold clenched teeth.

It is that voice that is always back there,
Springing your emotions to spread a smile,
And trying to turn what is wrong to fair
Even if that means you have to let go.

Though many a reason why love is great,
Love is sometimes the reason for our hate.