Natural Metaphors of Our Love Affair
I search the backwater of your body,
to calm my fears,
the garden of your soul
to germinate my seeds...
In the torment river of life, i am
eternal fisherman
of your heart
and constant hunter
of me... simply
that, naturally
thus...!
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