The sweet song of love
falls from the orator’s lips
to call the angels
It calls to thee
it grasps your heart
carries thee
to the lover
of mankind
it is sweet song
the beauty carries us to dream
cupid’s smile
looks at thee
can you not see
the lover you be
your heart yearns
to be thee
the orator speaks of dreams
to be free
as thee
your hearts are free
to be free to love
love is free
your heart is
but is it
do you not see
who is thee
love
is free
or is it?
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