Poetic love

Love in the feeling of fever, Still Makes her feel like an achiever,

Love with a sensational Gah!

But but love isn’t about dismay, nah? 

 

Love is like an eternal sea,

Also a pinch of a sting of a bee,

Love of a different country 

Is an unbeaten study,

‘Cause love is a cup of every tea! 

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