Ocean of Love
You are the ocean of love,
Whose every tiny drop we crave.
Insane birds of wounded souls,
Desperate to fly away to great places
Their eyes hazed, feathers fragile
Yet all the troubles alone he faces.
He has to cross the oceans now,
So guide him,
Indeed, whisper into his ears
So that his heart and soul can fathom
The beauties that he shall encounter once he follows the path
Made for him.
But don't forget to disclose
The adversity he will confront
For he is the one who desires to taste,
that one drop of Love.
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