It was empty, it was sore
Until the fruits of love it bore
Awakened to the oldest lore
To live, the heart must adore
Eyes like priceless pearls,
Deep into the ocean belonged
My heart plunged to conquer
To own, my life longed
Time stood still, emotions stirred
My heart ached for his embrace
A wandering soul, unearthed its path
To my mind, I found solace
If I were wise, I would know
Not always a dream is true
Matters of heart are not solitary
To love, it takes two
In my bare hands, I buried face
For tears made it gleam
What I yearned, he did not
To my heart, I said don't dream
Somewhere a flower bloomed
Somewhere a river dried
Somewhere a cloud gloomed
Somewhere a heart just cried
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