You’re the one I love she said
Perhaps he is blind but not dead
The definite one for me
I’m a rare flower you’re  just another honeybee
Suckling away at life
I’m looking for a companion not a wife
Give me a chance I’ll prove anything
I don’t want a dove, I want another wing
Fine, I shall destroy everything you hold dear
Do your worst, God is all I fear
Love wrapped with thorns
Chasing a man like a storm
Man’s motive pushed by logic and reason
A woman’s emotion changes like the seasons.