LOVE
by YANNI
(OTTAWA)
"Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and
give thanks for another day of loving."
Many times when we write poetry it is with affection and passion.
Sentiments that we all can relate to.
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