MY LOVE If my love would be a rose it would be wild and growing free on a steep hill, off the beaten path Surrounded by lots of thorns, in it's untamed beauty The color would be white, the symbol of pure love, and its lasting tranquility It would bloom through out the year For you to touch, feel and to see, to enjoy it's fragrance and it's beauty. If my love would be a river it would start as a little stream from a peak of a tall mountain with long cascades, and narrow falls sparkling clear, and refreshing as it rushes in the green meadows it's torrid currents would slow down Gently turning around natures obstacles, ever widening as it flows Unstoppable in its mighty force it would sweep you off your feet, not to drown you but gently take you on it's journey, to discover unknown territory together with you to it's final destiny. My love is like a rose, it does have thorns, and a special beauty My love is like a river, it is unstoppable, and it is not shallow. My love is far from perfect, but it is real, and has substance My love is not hidden, you can engulf yourself in it and enjoy it My love is very much like time it is infinite and it is endless....