Were the seas made deep to hold Earth’s showers
Or were the rains of spring made for the seas?
Were the honeybees made for the flowers
Or the flowers made for the honeybees?
Were your caramel kisses made for my lips
Or were my lips made to cradle your kiss?
When your curves mingle with my fingertips
It releases the Eros of pure bliss.
Was your delicate voice made for my ears
To whose sound I’ll gladly listen all night
And was my fragile life made for the years
that your presence fills with love’s paradise
Like flowers to bees, and rain to sea
This is the unity of you and me
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