Love is beautiful

O my love, you are like a red, red rose... that’s newly sprung in June. O my love, you are like the melody, that’s sweetly played in tune. You are my lady sweet and kind; your face pleased my mind. I see you always passing by, for I will love you even after I die. Winters are here, but you still feel hot, we have two souls but with a single thought. Your eyes kill me as if they are like a gun; we have two souls that beat as one. If love were what the rose is and if I were like the leaf, our lives would go together, in sad or singing weather. I love you by my smiles, my tears; I love you by my breath. If GOD allows me, I shall love you better even after my death.