The Song of Love.
Bitter sweet is the song of love
a quivering leaf in the wind floating
twisting turning in blazing hues of red
spiralling down kissing the earth a promise sent
to the heart that loves.
As the violin bow against its strings enthralls
melting the stoutest heart stirring emotions buried deep
inside the nightingale sings its final song softly sweetly
into the heart that loves.
Cupid's bow straight and sure does not the heart impale
touching only the outer wall while love encompasses all
No splinters here of hate or envy no evil seed shall grow
only caring buds blossom here
deep in the heart that loves.
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