male Toronto, ON, Canada They float around my blushing soul, those creatures gay and free,
The butterflies that beat their dusty wings inside of me,
My eyes are wide, my legs are numb, though nothing can deter,
The paralyzing moment when my heart begins to stir,
Love is like a mountain,
hard to climb,
but once you get to the top
the view is beautiful.
We sat side by side in the morning light
and looked out at the future together.
When you love someone,
all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
Love is strong yet delicate.
It can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.
You know you are in love
when you see the world in her eyes,
and her eyes everywhere in the world.
There is only one happiness in life,
to love and be loved.
Love is like a mustard seed;
planted by God
and watered by men
Love, like a river, will cut a new path
whenever it meets an obstacle.