We'll plant the seeds of love in our garden
Come, dear
We'll dance the music of love among the stars
Come, sweetheart
We'll whisper words of love in the darkness of the night
Come, love
We'll laugh joyfully playing sacred games of love under the moonlight
Come, Beloved
When the seeds would have already turned into most beautiful flowers...
intoxicating us with their fragrance
nourishing our hearts with their nectar
Come, Beloved
Come...
and we'll merge as One into the infinity of Love
Love,
Ram
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