There is a land,
Where rules exist not.
Hidden carefully,
It is easily forgot.
The hidden land,
Beautiful it is,
Keeps no hidden thought.
Love is pure,
Completely clear.
As if your sleeve,
Shows your heart.
To some,
A pet peeve.
To others,
A part,
Of the life of the heart.
There is a land,
Where rules exist not.
Hidden carefully,
It is easily forgot.