love

Love is a fire that burns unseen,
a wound that hurts and does not feel;
it is an unhappy,
is pain that rages without hurting.

It is not wanting more than a will;
is a solitary walk among us;
is never satisfied to be happy;
care is a win when they lose.

You want to be trapped by the will;
serve who wins is the winner;
is to have one who kills us, loyalty.

But how can its favor
friendship in human hearts,
is exactly the opposite is the same Love?