Love is in the horizon, 
it sits upon the sand; 
the whispers in the hallway, 
revealing secrets grand. 

It's dancing in the rain 
and in the blazing sun; 
the mighty flowing river, 
the voice of a long lost son. 

Love is in the desert, 
in the oasis' leafy fronds; 
the racing tiny tadpoles 
in lazy summer ponds. 

It's teary airport farewells 
and walks on a moonlit night; 
the gentle flowing breezes 
that stills the frightened heart.*



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