LOVE IS DEVINE?
BUT WHAT IS LOVE?
TO KISS OR HUG A MAN OR WOMEN?
THEN A LITTLE DROP OF WATER FROM EYES...
OR A SILENT LONELY OCEAN
OR FLYING GENTLY A UNKNOWN BIRDS IN SKY
A ABLAZING FOREST OR SEVERE DEVASTTATION.....
YOU CAN SAY IT IS NOT DEVINE...
I KNOW
YOUR SMILE
YOUR EYE
MY CHILD
IS DIEVINE
BUT HOW LONG...
DEVINE IS JUST THINKING SOMETHING DIFFERENT WAY
JUST WALKING FOR TOUCH THE SILENT MOON.
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