The sweet side of love
I saw the sweet side of love in my dream,
where winter is warm and so romantic.
In gardens where red roses gleam,
and white marble fountains gigantic.
A place where eyes never sleep,
and hearts are ablaze,
not sarcastic.
Where rainbows smile with delight,
on lovers moods when fantastic.
In halls where even monks feast,
for love is a bliss,
not bombastic.
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