Love Love Love Is My Love
>>O love love love love love love love love Is My Love (an ode)
I love my love
As love should love
But you never love
As my love should love me.
you got your colourful wings
and you fly
but I am never invited
left as a flower without butterfly
You are the wish
You are the desire
Every one loves to fill with
But my heart pangs in despair.
Even if I close my eyes and shut my mind
My heart knows you come in as a rain
In the hearts of people but mine I find
In the desert under unbearable wreathing pain.
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