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,
The key that unlocks the bars of impossibility.
The way to love anything
is to realize that it might be lost.
Romance is the fuel that keeps love burning hot.
Love is sweet, delicate, dreamy
an eternity of gorgeous moments.
Love is like a piece of art work,
even the smallest bit can be so beautiful.
Love is like a blazing flame,
golden and full of warmth.
Love is more than a feeling;
it's a state of mind.
To the world you may be one person,
but to one person you may be the world
Love is like the sun coming out of the clouds
and warming your soul.
Love is not blind - It sees more and not less,
but because it sees more it is willing to see less.