Those who rush love have hearts that are hollow.

Love is like an ocean flowing freely

No rhyme, no reason, no rules to follow.

It can last for life; no need to hurry.

Without love there is no happiness there

No one to hold or cuddle or care for.

Sadness takes over; I warn you – beware

Sorrow takes over, rots you to the core.

Whenever love comes your way, I beg you–

Never let it go, keep up your swagger

Keep it locked up tight, or bid joy adieu

Or be Juliet, who takes the dagger

Finding love is a quite perilous quest

If you find it easy you are quite blest.