Love can act like a maniac.
It can hurt like any attack.
It can be unbearable pain.
It can, at times, seem inhumane.
Love can bud, blossom and then grow.
It can support, not overthrow.
It can banish a nightime fear.
It can warm hearts or dry a tear.
Love can be a dark destroyer.
It can lead to paranoia.
It can fly to a jealous rage.
It can explode and then rampage.
Love can put a smile on your face.
It can walk with you at your pace.
It can stir heart beats or touch souls.
It can reverse accepted roles.
Love has very many roles to play.
Sometimes it looks to have feet of clay.
Imperfect though it may seem to be
Your love is always enough for me!