You don't doubt my words:
The wave which have kissed on our foots exacly was hundredth.
You told me to count them with you
And i count them by my heart.
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A simple game between two lovers, counting the waves. Beautiful poem, regarding the innocence of young love, and a shy smile. Very pure love is portrayed, it touches the heart with a smiling thought. Thank you for sharing this poem. RoseAnn
Love is with uncountable waves while it proceeds towards God. Beautiful poem composed.
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