An Invitation
If you are genuine
You could sail
In my stream of love
If you are true
I could follow you
To the valley
Where Adam and Eva lived
If you are right
I would leave all my rights to you
If love and faith are your wills
Please hold my hand
To cross the stream of love
Until we reach the golden age of our dreams
Then shall bid farewell to each other
And embrace death together.
Poetry by Tiny W. Sahabandu
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