Our Love

When a love touches earth,
Won't every plant bloom?
When it touches sky,
Won't every star smile?

Won't a wild wind stop it crazy turns,
To smell it's love in it's curves,
And speak to it's heart,
Of the miles to go?

Won't the birds fly,
With a bead of love,
To cross any ocean,
For the four season's fortune?

When you are smitten,
With the wound of love,
Would'nt you forgo,
Words of cure, as the cure is love?

When a day we meet,
With a lot fire in our womb,
Won't it burn us both,
With the birth of our soul's love?