We recouped on the lost love,
Where fountains rained into rivers,
And Oceans poured grief onto the reefs.
Wondered of the mix of heavens and emotions,
And the divine laws of sacred kisses.
But wondered wherein befits the little kissings.
We saw the mountains hug the clouds
And reach higher to kiss the skies.
Heard the miffled cry of the clasped flowers,
As the sun caressed the other rose in bloom.
Smelt the aura of love in the offing,
And wondered to ourselves the value of the kisses,
As we welcomed our own little kissings.
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