If love is like a silent thought;
A wind that blows, after the heat, before the rains,
After the breath of the dreams, yet before the snows.
During the hope, before letting it go, again.
Know what you know you always knew
Was true, and still is.
Know hearts, and care.
Know to learn, or that you never knew,
Is still true.
Know to give, learn to receive,
Know to believe.
Let it grow.
If love is like a silent thought,
Its whispers can make you smile.
Learning to let it speak freely
Will let you laugh out loud.
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