Elusive yet beautiful,
They call her an elusive beauty,
Love is it her name,
Powerful and potent she is.
Her power to create life,
Sow destruction from her breath,
Capable of things of many wonders,
For so that is love.
Sometimes love is not enough,
Reinforce with understanding
and patience,
Then will it blossom,
A flower of radiance.
I once believe in her,
In a time not long ago,
Elusive Love oh Elusive Love,,
Do i now or will i ever again believe?
