Love grabs you.
Shakes you.
Leaves you
Begging for more.
Love is simplicity itself.
Love is a tortuous maze.
Love is a monster.
A tearing beast!
Love is a bird.
A gentle dove...
Love.
Passion.
Desire.
Fire!
Love is a need.
Love is a want.
Love is when you give your all to someone,
Or something.
Yearning.
Hoping.
Wishing.
Praying...
To hate is to love;
Yet, love is akin to hate.
Love is all this
And more.
What a terrible, awful, horrible,
Beautiful, wonderful, magical
Beast,
Love is.
Well, this wasn't exactly a Slayers fic, but I needed a place to post it.