Greatest Treasure
Love is like the rain that splashes to earth,
just comes whenever but has great worth;
to the ground it falls and runs to the brook,
then it scrambles to the stream as a new look;
the stream becomes a river so gallant and wide,
then on to the ocean where the big ships ride;
from the ocean it rises back to the skies,
as it continues it's cycle it becomes our prize;
just as love starts with a friendly handshake,
in the beginning the direction friends take;
from friends it advances to being puppy love,
after a while, it becomes all you can think of;
then as the bodies mingle in romantic pleasure,
your love becomes the worlds greatest treasure.
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