Fallen Angel : If love...

If love was a color it would be,
the blue of the sky,
the red of an apple,
the green of the grass,
the yellow of the sun,
the purple of the grapes...

If love was a taste it would be,
the sweet of a chocolate,
the tangyness of a cherry,
the warmth of a real soup,
the sour of a lemon, so sour it hurts, but its wonderful anyway...

If love was a smell it would be,
the warm sweetness of freshly baked bread,
the crisp freshness of newly cut hay,
the tingle of cinnamon on warm apple pie,
the waxy warmth of melting candles,
the sweet smell of life in a baby lamb...

If love was a touch it would be,
the soft of a newborn's skin,
the rough of hard working hands,
the tingling sensation down your spine when your lover's lips brush your cheek,
the gentle tickle of his beard on you'r neck...

If love was a sound it would be,
the soft hum of the meadow's bees in the summer,
the quiet trill in the woods at night,
the whisper of the sand across the desert,
the rhythem of the ocean against the beach...


If you had to explain love to someone,