Love Rant #2

it is amazing how a small degree of hope,
can cause the birth of love.
like a rose in spring,
and love is the bud.

it's scent so sweet,
the love, intoxicating.
and when i blooms it is overpowering,
conquering your every thought.

it fills your senses with pur innocence,
love in it's purest form.
like dew drops on a rose bud.

love is innocence, truth, forgiveness, and daring to fly.
as a butterfly isn't a butterfly until it takes that first leap of faith
and fills itself with loves sweet nector.