Thou shalt kisses are enough
but unlift my spirit
the eye to eye in the corner was a long thing,
the unwavering joy of love never expected.


my soul was put in a deep pit
I always thought of how it was
why shalt thou thee environment so fresh,
why animal always depicts fear and anger
why humans are merciful, while wavering joy of tears.



you quenched my breath without curse
you supply me fruit without been Bruce
when I cry you sort me out
when I fall you gloom up my strength.
"The Unwavering Joy of Love"
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