Falling
Passion and conquest
Tears fall where they will
Little drops here and there
Scattered all downhill
Happy ones or sad ones
They descend either way
Shy or proud they spill
Without much delay
Uncontrolled when they arrive
Leaving torn thoughts
Do I feel relieved
Or yet put on the spot
We are friends of intimacy
Soul to soul we are
No one can between us
We are one and one thus far.
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