since love exists everyday, not just on certain dates.
For ever
For every revolution of the sun
The heart beats more than ten
The eyes see what it can
And surely it will happen again
For every phase of development
The city street grows busy
People breathe as meant
Every exchange for a fee
For everyday of being keen
People pass each other
Not knowing what they have seen
Too tired and go with a shudder
But at the crossing you’d be standing,
face to face with the one, wishing…
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