We were like bubbles, Light and afloat
Rowing on life's waters, In our own boat
We were like due, Soft and calm,
Like roses with no thorns to cause harm
We weren't like the midnight train but like the morning sun
We weren't like the heavy rains
But like the few drops that shone
Who says love destroys?
And that miracles don't have a voice?
Who says love can't be like the bubbles or the due or roses
Love is not a lot of things
But it is beautiful