Of love that create
Of love that never hate
Of love that comes with fortunes fate
Of love that sparks out from heaven's gate.
For the splendour of his smile, I can perceive
As he coils me in his arms, I can't believe
In deep sleep on the river of love, I then conceive.
Her smile, a medicine that heal
The wound of sorrow, can't be so real
As she rain showers of songs to place a deal
And chase away seducers with her faithful seal.
Lovers of harmony not like Cain
Lovers together even in melting pain
Lovers forever, heavenly home their gain
Lovers like gold, enchanting not in vain
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