Love sometimes behaves like a furious lion. <br />Love is a sad and sorry chameleon, <br />Which can change at any moment, <br />Like the wind and the waves of the ocean. <br /> <br />Love nourishes the children, <br />Caresses the youngsters, the lovers, <br />And can harm like a deadly hurricane. <br />Love is a difficult instrument. <br /> <br />Love is unique in its features. <br />Love is a sad and sorry chameleon <br />Who gets excited like a tiger, like a lion. <br />Love christens, blesses, and gives the last sacrament. <br /> <br />Sometimes deep in awe, sometimes drowned in sadness, <br />Love swims in the cold or in the heat of troubled waters. <br />Love charms like the good angel or like the demon of distress; <br />Love is a mystery, an oxymoron. <br /> <br />Love is like a difficult instrument. <br />Love gives birth, and courts death. Alas! <br />Love laughs, cries, and is rarely wrong; <br />For young lovers, this may sound like a song. <br /> <br />Love is a feeling, a symptom <br />Of craziness, madness and fantasy; <br />It is a utopia, a melody and a symphony. <br />Love is like a foam, an atom. <br /> <br />Love is an oxymoron, a mystery, <br />Which is unique in its features. <br />Love is a sad and sorry serpent. <br />It is like a chess game for old and young lovers.<br /><br />Hebert Logerie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-a-sad-and-sorry-chameleon/
