I am speaking to you lady love...

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

In case of love, she has hope in love.

The quest for love, makes her in charge of love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

Makes fun of love but made use of love.

In view of love makes light of love.

Let go of love only to find love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

Ran out on love but somehow can still take care of love.

What is the sum of all her love?

A toast to love? A dream of love?

So many sides to love and there is always a deal when it comes to love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

Allowing of love, so why are there so many questions about love?

The feeling of love. Bottled up love, a potion.

There is always a suspicion of love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

A whole lot of love.

Love made her a fool.

No shortage of love.

But she always found the tune to her love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

She washed her hands of love but thought the world of love.

Always in sight of love, its not just about love at first sight.

Writing her way out of love but stills has the making of love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

At the hand of love, by virtue of love.

She doesn’t fit the mould of love, but will always find the best of love.

In defence of love, the pursuit of love, in support of love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

Worship at the alter of love.

She puts her finger on the pulse of love.

What is born out of love.

Power comes out of love.

There are all kinds of love.

The most powerful self-love.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗢𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 π—Ήπ—Όπ˜ƒπ—².

True love found; she sings the praises of love.

Her blushes of love, the greatest part of her own love.

Time to make a big deal of love.

Forget about the wrong side of love.

Its self-love.

The true love.

𝑰 π’‚π’Ž π’”π’‘π’†π’‚π’Œπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒐 π’šπ’π’– π’π’‚π’…π’š 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.

Big love

Fallon

POETRYFallon Drewett