Whenever two hearts be untamed, the one that ventures love, sustains.
The first, devoted fully by some force, the other runs unruly at its course.
Unforeseen days can’t comprehend unfortunate love that doth offend
Whilst one love blooms truly, honestly
The other obliges to set Love free
Suffering lonely one heart will mend
The other dies slowly tortured to the end
True Love can't die
True love will never bend
If this be done Love was never meant
If not in this lifetime, then, in the next reborn, in burning passion lives destiny un-torn
When leaping faith once more unravels two kissing snails will cuddle in the gravel
Having seen enough, faith stings a passerby
He never thought of love, nor kept a loving eye
Now even he, searching for his other half in soul, strives for happiness
Making himself whole
Finding Love, fills life with dainty days
As faith smiles from up above in her proudly shining rays.
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