Complicated True Love Poem by Shelomith Noarbe

it is not cool to know true love
for such fantasy craves for passion
and passion lives with fire
questions live with true love
and happiness can turn into doubt
for doubt always live with hatred
and true love aims for a sacrifice
things got complicated with true love
even simple thirst became unquenchable
you live to relax
yet true love gives you stress
true love is really mad
even merry heart turns wild
too much of true love is craziness
hugs and kisses always engaged
indulging life into wreackage
even enemies at war reach for it
too much true love can cause guilt
but fears not even death
for true love is more beautiful
if it ends with sweet revenge
true love is really weird
even with simple touch it can make butterflies sing
true love really is complicated
but it never ends...