Her loves

her love is like a swiming pool,
winter comes and its no use to you.
her love is like a suicide,
lose your faith and it takes your life.
her love is like a merry-go-round,
spin you in circles then it knocks you down.
her love is like a cheap alcohol,
morning comes and you don't remember at all.
her love is like a cheshire cat,
at first so friendly but at you it laughs.
her love is like a passionate kiss,
at first so sweet then it takes your breath.
her love is like a star above,
your guiding light always leave you lost.
NO MATTER HOW MUCH FAITH!
YOU STILL DIE ON THE CROSS!