Promise (Ekaparnika) (1)

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Promise


The sands tickle our feet

As cold waves washes beneath

Hand in hand we stand

Into each others eyes lost


Our hearts echoes our love

I can hear it sing

I love you, I love you

Upon the waves it rides


The moon up wants a peek

At our love it sneaks

In silence it treads

Lest it breaks the lovers kiss


As the waters caress our feet

We bind our souls with a promise

Never to stray from our path

In our journey of life together

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