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Breeze Of Love-1-
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My Beloved
When the breeze of love blows
Carrying our souls
Traveling thousands of miles away
And got hit by huge currents
Throwing us thousand of miles apart
Leaving us so drained
But we survived
Don’t question why
Late, I always arrived
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My Beloved
If it felt like
Your pride want to rebel
On how this LOVE
Invaded your vein
And got you intoxicated
With sweet tender pain
You cannot logically achieve to explain
Capturing you wherever you hide
Tying your hands with chains
And it feels like you want to scream inside
I surrender
Know, My Beloved, it felt the same
28-June-2003
Love is a horse running a furlong
while in that stride seeing
neither the begining nor the end...
like this is the beating heart of
the beloved, at a gallop it is eternal.