Circles
and cycles of love, yes it is
Wholes
and shadows of loneliness are this
Your eyes
can’t see, ears can’t hear, hands are wrest
Your lips
are sealed, words are loss, and all are less
Twisted
and handcuffed from the sting of bees
Still
your eyes can show people a bliss
Your mind
holding all the stories at best
Your
heart may keep all the feelings at rest
It may
sound difficult and hard at first
You may
feel anger or hatred and burst
But love
will always find a way, it always is
Just like
Sleeping Beauty and the kiss
Love; no
matter how tricky, we are bless
‘Cause
this is the most magical duress
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