If there is a desire hidden behind that oak tree,
Tangled in the many wooden branches
That are carved with the shaping of a heart, and the likes.
When there is a light that sparks far before the flame,
And when the flame turns into a fire —
One too outrageous to calm.
When hope becomes your best friend,
And creates such a strong force
That even a high wind needs to chill.
The disease that plagues us all —
Sometimes it works out well, while other times is disastrous.
The power and force of love
Will forever be too strong to reckon with.