Love is like a planted field
Well tilled and watched carefully,
Planted and watered by our desire,
Longing for paradise with
Each seed carefully placed.
With each sprout, there is a hope
A thought of eternal happiness,
Fearing not the worst, but rather,
Looking for the best, in what we've sown.
Together, we tend the field,
Looking not for earthly reward,
But the gifts of the divine,
In each and every row.
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