They said you can't love,
You make them starve,
Starve in pains as you serve,
Only to find you are like a dove.
A dove needs care I believe,
Tenderness as life do sieve,
But they didn't want to curve,
All they need was things in native.
I came into your life and solve,
Solve the error in love we dive,
They are amazed how I crave,
Our separation is up to the grave.
You love me and you did prove,
Our love is a burning flame of a stove,
Flickering day and night as it drive,
Please continue to wash me with love wave.
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