After all, when my sences are not what I use,
I am asking myself in a small voice,
“Will I win in this love? Will I lose?”
Then I know, that I won’t have a choice.
For it’s love, that can calm all the fears,
Only it helps to answer the questions.
It is love, that will dry all the tears,
It was love that had flared our passion.
Without love then our life has no meaning,
Only love makes the smallest life great.
It can bring us composure and healing.
It was love, that had sealed our fate.
We won’t cry, when our love will be over.
We will smile just because it has happened.
Even if we are lamenting sore,
I will know, that with you I was happy...
Blessed Love
© Copyright: Адэнадиль, 2006
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