encantar: (in spanish) to love
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during the tides of time
my portrayal of love, has been evolved
it's a sinking night, blowing
chimes
if we run towards it, it vanishes
anticipation of its search, turns
into pain
though it roams around again
and again
one can feel, not touch
love is a truthful liar
a delusion, a fire meant to die
love is to cherish, not chase
be it momentary or forever

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