My love is a miracle
Its feelings are inexplicable
Beautifully white like a dove
Flying over my lover's cove.
Yes, a lovely miracle
Painting in me a circle
Of undiluted colours of life
Telling me to give an high-five.
Many of us hate love miracle
Yet, we climb towards its pinnacle
With our eyes closed
But our hearts are stylishly opened.
My love is a miracle
Breaking the errors of the knowledgeable
With the hammer of truth
Miraculously growing as a lovable fruit.
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Sunday, 31 December 2017
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