And question you,
Would you be hurt?
I think you do.
I see a warm Paradise
After a real hurricane
Has passed in good time.
Our bond is unshakeable,
Unbreakable: it has
Withstood eternity.
A selfless desire
Has arisen in you
To protect me no
Matter what I do.
I see our true love
Quieten our fears.
I'm so happy to be yours,
Smiles and tears.
The hurricane
Is really a pot of
Illusions and delusions
That will ease,
Wiping off the pain
Till the gentle breeze.
The sins we have committed
Have left a mark on
Our destiny but won't mar
Our reality as we drown
In love divine, virtuous.
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