THE COGNITION OF LOVE

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The cognition of a love
Breaks the veins in the heart
As the warm blood mingles with sweat
Leaving the construction of a passion intact.
I love to watch her grow before my eyes
like a sunflower, a rose
like on a Christmas tree
Adorned to the fullest.

But something is missing
And it  hurts
On her face, there is no smile.
Behind a door of love
When there is no time to make love
For when we get carried away
We spoil the passion with luxuria!

The mirror has your face
I who look at this with love
Takes me closer to paradise
As if after so much love
Heaven still fulfil and satisfy!

The cognition of a love
Breaks the veins in the heart
As the warm blood mingles with sweat
Leaving the construction of a passion intact.

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