Love
is a natural bloom
The
beautiful landscape the mind sees
The
blossoming spectacles flowing through
The
lights of waving glow in the eyes
Once
it travels in a straight line
Nothing
will seem to get wrong
There
is no obstacle to divert the mind
The
walk of calm and joyful spree
Once
the meander begins
Love
will turn a dark line
The
faltering steps the mind falls
The
glow will slowly diminish
The
mind closes the darkness rule
What
the eyes see the nothingness
The
pain and sorrow run the field
When
love turns wrong in a turn
When
love comes
Don't
take it for granted
There
is much work to do
The
foundation to build steps to cross
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