Love is smooth,
There is nothing it can't soothe,
Something which purifies our soul,
Without this no one can stroll,
There is bitter happiness,
That never gives you lonliness,
There is sweet pain,
That never goes in vain,
If one is ice than other is ice,
This shows you what is sacrifice,
It is not about one's look,
But the content deep inside the book,
It doesn't have an end,
Messeges can reach heaven if you send,
It is connection of two heart,
If unmaterialistic it never hurts,
It is an immortal art,
Which gets strengthened if apart.
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