Words are spoken
Words are spoken to strangers
Who are love mongers
and land you in desert
Where you won't find even water
Love doesn't man oratory
That has been mastered by many
Of words are not found
Eyes shall assume role and go round
Look at an ocean
And you may find great scene
The waves shall go up and come down
The result shall be made known
Be fair and trustworthy
It may look lovely
The love shall grow
And favourable wind may blow
Find that oceanic sound as whisper
As if you feel after taking shower
It may take you further in the lovely valley
Where you may dream freely
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Find that oceanic sound as whisper As if you feel after taking shower It may take you further in the lovely valley Where you may dream freely