*Water Circle*

Tell me if love has a name
Tell me if all the pain is worth the fame
Just a concocted lie and words of a conjurer
Framed in is his wand with prestidigitation
My song just as a solo gong

If love be true, the sky be green
To see is to bind; the blind is to see
The grass are blue just as truth in love
To feel is to love; for the love in the sea
Turbulent and restless but treasures, beneath lies

Love lies
Man tries
Women sighs
All dies

The sky shed it's tears on earth
While the distance remain
Though, the lovers meet not.
The water cycle of, love is in progress.

The Soaring Eagle #TSE @Emjay