Love ... powerful like no other feeling. She maintains friendships ... helps over all ailments.
But that's just how it can be cruel ... painful. bitter-sweet, like an exotic fruit that you are trying to taste. Soft pulp inside ... a hard core. Just as love can be pure, without blemishes, like the radiant white plumage of a dew, like the soft glitter of fresh spring water, the warm breath of a summer breeze, the ringing of bird calls in the early morning ...
So it can also be corrupt ... full of lies and intrigue. As painful as a thousand needles boring into the heart of the betrayed ... as bitter as the smell of blood ...

It is a mystery to some ...

... the body ...

-u ... sappy but true ... -_-