Tell me O Soul
What you think is love?
When one keeps seeing the other
or feeling suffices to be called love?
I ask you this question
'cause you neither were born
nor you grow old.
My soul smiled
Just went through my life file
The answer I got left me
surprised,
The fleeting feel is not love at all
The feeling that brings a tear in each eye to hold,
no matter that feeling has faded and is much old
~It must be only love..
even if eyes don't ever see them,
or you may grow old..
What you think is love?
When one keeps seeing the other
or feeling suffices to be called love?
I ask you this question
'cause you neither were born
nor you grow old.
My soul smiled
Just went through my life file
The answer I got left me
surprised,
The fleeting feel is not love at all
The feeling that brings a tear in each eye to hold,
no matter that feeling has faded and is much old
~It must be only love..
even if eyes don't ever see them,
or you may grow old..
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