Triangle

Slapping the Earth every time it let's her go,
She comes back with all the love,
To meet the shore,
To share a moment,
To slap it again,
To go back silently,
Unaware about the dreamy kiss Earth gives the sky at the horizon,
Unaware about the goosebumps Earth gets when the sun kisses the clouds,
Yet the muggles think grass is the product of germination, sigh
While the sun brings a colorful smile on the sky,
Every time the clouds cry,
Love disguises itself in the nature
As the poor wave never gives up
The love triangle continues.