• Love is not all roses
    Or kisses on the lips
    Or companionable dozes
    Or caressing finger tips

    Its war and victory
    Its life and death
    Broken hearts that make history
    And making do with whats left

    Its decapitating demons
    Its reconstructing lives
    Its vengeful thoughts at getting even
    And frustrated cries

    Its awkward silence
    Its growing suspense
    Its on-going violence
    And its growing intense