Does love really die
or does it just fade
into the black of night.
Does it rise again
to shine in the dawn
and smile
when in the blue of sky.
or does it just fade
into the black of night.
Does it rise again
to shine in the dawn
and smile
when in the blue of sky.
Does it dance between the stars
polishing the roughness off
to show the diamond
its brilliance in the light.
polishing the roughness off
to show the diamond
its brilliance in the light.
Does love drink from the water
to refresh its limbs
and strengthen roots.
to refresh its limbs
and strengthen roots.
Does love follow the river
to the sea.
to the sea.
Does love kiss the tender lips
tossing out….
all the tired forget-me-nots.
tossing out….
all the tired forget-me-nots.
Does love still exist?
It does!
For Love is the morning mist
which kisses the trees –
and me.
which kisses the trees –
and me.
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