The Spice Called Love
I hope to see my dreams come true and the one I love will be my bloom
My love grows strong with burning desire, if not controlled shall set me on fire
For all the love that I have remaining, there is no shame I’m not complaining
Is it my brain that makes me think, or is it my heart that beats within
If it is love you can’t endure, your life is just a lonesome tour
And if you think that life is cool, without your love you’re just a fool
So when it’s time to roll the dice, avoid the life that has no spice
Saleh Ben Saleh
Copyright © Saleh Ben Saleh | Year Posted 2023
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