Definity of love is anything but true
How can there be love when the eyes are there to...
The Water of the ocean may come to an end
The worlds mountains may break to a bend...
Sometimes we fear to say the truth that is beknown
We hide away from it tho its very seeds have we...
Love is a beautiful flower enclosed within...
Within petals is the heart of the scent eminating...
How beautiful those eyes as stars shining on a...
Clasping beauty tis indeed forcing my eyes to...
A blissful heart oh what a joy..
Handle with care for its not a toy...
Silent in a womb Whither we run our entire lives amongst souls countless yet in the end are we left alone in silence once again |