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Love is in the horizon,
it sits upon the sand;
the whispers in the hallway,
revealing secrets grand.
It's dancing in the rain
and in the blazing sun;
the mighty flowing river,
the voice of a long lost son.
Love is in the desert,
in the oasis' leafy fronds;
the racing tiny tadpoles
in lazy summer ponds.
It's teary airport farewells
and walks on a moonlit night;
the gentle flowing breezes
that stills the frightened heart.
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A fine and lofty verse. Beautiful love poem, well conceived and elegantly embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.