The deep ocean of her eyes
Grasp my breadth every time
I lose my sight to see the truth
That she can never be mine
But still I feel
I feel deep inside
That the world will conspire
To place her by my side
Like a friend, like a foe
Like a ribbon like a bow.
She shall be there with me -- in one way or two
It may not be understood by all, no not at all…
But our feelings shall be true
The relation visible to naïve eyes
Would be distant and far
But our hearts shall speak to us
In unheard rhythm of a guitar
The world around us only weighs to measure
Love or lust, is all they’ll say
They’ll customize the purity of diamonds
As mere pieces of glass clogged with clay
But the heart is true audience
To the purity of love
Which cannot be defined
In these worldly relations of bluff
Few shall understand
How love will allure
And makes every possible logic
Look totally obscure
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