My love is the Ocean.
My love is the sea.
My love is the summer’s breeze the blows through the trees.
My love is the splendor of a newborn baby’s cry.
My love is the crystal tear that falls from your eyes.
My love is the wind, that carries the ancient scrolls.
My love will keep lift you up you when you are old.
-Lisamarie-
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