I carved your name in the freezing sand
Ocean cried and shed a very happy tear
A gentle wave softly touched the land
Nicely kissing the letters with humble fear
A starless sky the moon trembling so cold
I listened to the wind ringing bells of joy
Oh dear why are you so scared only to hold
A lonely star fragile like a porcelain toy
Nintengales are born to sing love stories to be told
A rosy lip to kiss a long life to enjoy
If god meant for you to get lost at night
Or angel’s cries lead you to your own paradise
Accept your destiny let it win don’t try to fight
Never think you will lose the sun will always rise
After every dark night you will see the morning light
I offered a noble answer I opened a nice award
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