Love is a pure bliss
You can feel it by your mother's kiss
All small children clap,
when they are in their Father's lap
We can feel the warmth of love,
like one feels in winter wearing gloves
Love is its own fantasy,
far beyond any worldly misery
Love is just love,
just like the bird of peace
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I met her during an overwhelming winter The gloom of Demeter exhibited With frigid frosted ground And unsparing winter wind Yet her eyes gleaming and mellow Causing my admiration to spurt out And when