Love is like a world of Minecraft
It starts as beautiful as grass
So green on the surface
But can be as fragile as glass

Once one breaks through the grass
It leads to a difficult material
A material of which is hard to pass

Hard. Cold. Drab. You came upon stone
Needing new tools to cope
You will soon pass to the unknown

Keep on going to find your iron
So beautiful and useful
This will have sparked your fire

Next you will see the gold
Pure beauty and nothing else
And love begins to unfold

Finally you stumble upon diamond
The prize, life is forever changed
Your perseverance has been enlightened