The weather had shown its wrath
But the souls wrapped in love felt none of it
For love had created a world that was oblivious of their surrounding
How pure and divine would it to be
To get embraced in the cloaks of time
That repeat on its own axis so good and filled with love
How much would it cost if the world to have a moment dipped in pure love
For nothing can be sweeter than the talks of Eros Coated in honey
How will the world be if all everyone know was love
Hate a word that none knew and no one wanted to understand
When will we be granted path to garden of Eden
Where love is all the component in its farthest sight
