Why does the sky kiss the sea on horizon’s eclipse?
I think it is because they are in love. 

What makes the ocean waves stroke its shores?
It has occurred to me their in love once more. 

A feathered wing caressing the wind,
water’s pristine springs, of streams and lakes it dreams,
all the way to the river’s bend, as waterfalls descend, my friend, currents of love are its living end. 

A soft whisper close to an ear, an emotional moan, a tear touching a tear, or wishing you were here. 

All of these things are feelings inside us, all of these things are all around us, all of these things are love.