Love is a colourless, volatile liquid. Love ignites and burns. Love leaves no residue - neither smoke nor ash. Love is a poison masquerading as a spirit of wine.

Love beckons with a rare bouquet. Love demands you drink it. And then love burns the tongue, the senses. Love blinds. Love maddens. Love seperates reason from thought. Love kills. Love is methyl alcohol pretending to be ethyl alcohol.

Stay away from Love.