Ah thanks, no ones bought me flowers in years.

Broke faithfull, can't believe women would rather share their man for the sake of money but then i'm not remotely materialistic.

Love is various of form
It cannot be pigeonholed, categorised or defined
Love does not conform to the shackles of incarceration
It is free of spirit and resistant to order
Love will not be dictated to or refined
Cannot be tethered or tamed
Love is a gift that can light the darkest corner
Warm the coldest day and soften the firmest resolve
Love flourishes with love
Grows with those who respect its power
Love cannot grow in the midst of distrust
It should be treasured for it's worth
Cherished for it's intensity and
Held in the highest regard for all eternity