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Your Love Has Called My Name

In this blurry sight I saw your tears turn into pearls

Blue and yellow has been your garment behind pillar of earls

The soil,air and leaves damp from the rain smells warm

From the bottom of the rock I genuinely felt your arm

To the one who measured the ocean with smile

Waves and tides hath rolled from extra mile

To the one who put the lilies on the lake

Life is floating on it's surface waiting to be awake

To the one who who waltz under the waning moon

Fireflies hath been the follow spot to keep moving on

Sense the fragrance of midnight  cinderella from your nose

You know that a plate of cinnamon is not for a toss

To the one who hold the sky painted with stars

Your love has called my name.