Love is a river
Filled with the water
Of sorrowful tears
Of the two banks
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....nothing can be so great than describing love through the course of a river...and Mon Dieu, you've used such similes and metaphors here, comparison of traditions with weeds, personifying inanimate things........loved the last lines- forever to be be forgotten.......a deep, subtle and insightful ending...
Absolutely beautiful and sums up the ebbs and tides of the passions of love.