Saturday, November 19, 2011

Like the river that originates from mountain tops
The river of love creates mountains in our hearts
Flows down gorged valleys
Sometimes like waterfalls
Like waters that forever seep through the rocks beneath
This river of love gets into us, courses in our blood
And when it reaches it’s mature stage
The river flows on plains
Meandering and forming aits
So is the river of love
And if the course of this river of love was never meant
To flow your way, you gonna accept the fact that
As the rivers develops and flows into the oceans
It meanders away from some places
and so is this river of love…
IF IT DOESN’T COME YOUR LOVE, IT AIN’T YOURS



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