What's as kind as a child,
Can be found in the wild,
Treacherous like the ocean,
Yet contained like a potion,
As gentle as a dove,
And isn't love?
It's bliss - -that makes the mind -childish- -potion again matured yet agile it is neither love nor dove but all got the bliss i hope..ye know better
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It's bliss - -that makes the mind -childish- -potion again matured yet agile it is neither love nor dove but all got the bliss i hope..ye know better