Love is like a candle
With an everlasting wick
Sometimes the fire is roaring
With desire, passion, wildness, furry, pain, and depression
But as a flame it does die out in time
While it's burning it has it's times when it's calm and flowing easy
Then the flame burns out causing confusion, pain, and tears
But it can be rekindled
The flame can burn with the passion it once had burned with before
The tears (hot wax) burns as it touches your face
It runs steaming down drying in an instance
But they keep coming, pouring down your face
Just everyone please be careful
Innocence can be lost
People can be scarred
But don't make a house for hatred because of one
Maintain your respect
Don't give in to a feeble minded decision 
