Treasure Island

Mittur Ramprasad


Tide Of Love


TIDE OF LOVE

Tide of love raises
The altitude of passion
As cupid praises

Tide of love
Fills the passionate hearts with
Lights of stars above

Tide of love
Shows the intertwined lovers
How to slowly groove

Tide of love
Bursts without any warning
Stirring love in trove

Tide of love
Warms the hearts with affection
Coloring dreams in wove

Tide of love
Replenishes the feelings
With passion to prove

Tide of love
Softens the hearts of granites
Making souls to demove

Tide of love engulfs
Every heart in sight gently
Without any gulfs

Tide of love
Raises with moment in time
Like the full moon above

Submitted: Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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