Winds of Love
I think of love,
I see butterflies;
Butterflies and flowers,
So delicate,
So beautiful.
I think of love,
I see children;
The gift of nature,
The nature of forgiveness,
So precious,
So pure.
I think of love
I see laughter;
So cheerful,
So contagious,
On the winds of love.
I think of love,
I see red;
A colour so powerful,
So compelling;
The red of blossoming,
Rose in the sun.
The sun of life,so rich,
So beautiful to treasure.
I think of love,
I see the fire of burning emotions;
The flaming of love.
All consuming,
That burns forever.
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