Night sky , filled with stars measures our love.
You are spotless like a snowy dove.
You brought me sunshine, where I only saw darkness.
You were rain in the drought and flooded my heart.
Maybe this is what is called love.
You are nourishment for my hunger.
You are the fulfillment of my every desire.
Your smile is a heal from every pain and make me fine .
Maybe this is what is called love.
You are a legacy of love.
You are the content,
You are boundaries of no pain.
Maybe this is what is called love.
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