love is

love is like a rose 
coming into full bloom
but when that flower withers
love is doomed

its also like a candle
that blows out in a breath
ours will kindle forever
right until death

its better the candle
than the petal which falls
for love should burn endless
flame and all

love is a power
thats unhappy or glad
up to you my sweet love
make it the best we had