TALES OF LOVE

Rusty people, tell tales of lust and lost love Crusty people, tell tales of cursed and crushed love they title their tale in scrap feeling, naming it ‘ the funeral of love’ Hasty people, tell tales of hussy and lousy love this is because they can't afford to buy the seeds of love, pocket love away, or rocket away, greedily with love Cushy people, tell tales of love in general While those who are genuinely lusty in love, excite excessive feeling, lack words, and have heart blindness in directions on where to go, This is because their hearts always lie where their love lay. Others perhaps, float in love, channel their love and heart in the chapel of silence and fear while they trade with envy and heavy duty conscience, This drowns them in love, never to afloat Often times, Those who truly bargain and gain from love, are those who; shun pretension modesty, shun pretension care, and most importantly; those who do not annoyingly use their eyes and plastering behavior to attract the attention of a lover They always win the wings of love Love is a powerful shadow It bows only to those who spray adorable fragrance, known as, 'be yourself' Love never inhales the flames of awkwardness nor admire those who shift a bit from who they really are So in other to wake true love and breath in the fragrance of true love, you also have to be watchful and thoughtful, on trying so hard to be yourself