The art of love. It is writen into the light that glares in your gaze. Tender in it’s touch. A tast of blissfulness. I hear it wispering. Winds that rise and fall. And grounded into the nature of our existence. Flames that define the gravity of my being. A single tear that symbolises the depth of my ocean. I travel the seven seas and pursue the art of love. Love humbles me. I'm calm. I'm free. I'm one.
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