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LOVE IN A STANZA
I could feel a growing love in my heart
You could notice mine in your whot
Like spider with its web
I could read your love word
So that you could puzzle my hoard
Like sunshine at the dawn
I could cultivate a land
You could plant a seed
Like cherisher of strawberry
I could extract oil from palm tree
You could make cake from kernel
And nectars from bees
For sweetness of melting minds
I could produce vinegar from malt
And you make fodder from millet
That would taste like juice from apple fruit
I would seek your hand
And you would bear my name
Then we would live under one world
