Love
Love is as bright as the big yellow sun on a hot summer’s day.
It tastes so sweet and enjoyable.
It smells as scrumptious as freshly baked cakes.
It looks as magnificent as beautiful ray of sunshine.
It sounds like birds tweeting happily in the morning.
It feels as happy and refreshing as a nice cold drink in the summer.
Love sometimes hurts.
BY Ellie
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