Eternal Love
Can you hear the humming of the guitars?
They spelt of zeal, eternal and sweet love.
I can still hear them throbbing in my head,
As I can heed the cooing of my dove.
Around the pool swimmers sang lustily,
I jumped into the warm summer water,
Swam slowly towards the singer of love.
He urged me up and asked to escort her
Towards the fragrant rose garden, and kissed
Her red lips that sent me up to heaven.
With her syrupy kiss felt bliss and joy.
Promised eternal love which was given.
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