Love moves in strong tides: Blowing beach bubbles Waving waffles on blue seas. Love stares in burning flames: Taking the beams and burns Waving waffles on skyscrapers. Love stands by on stormy nights: Making cold curtain calls Waving waffles from the clouds. Love stays by in a molten hug With a steep gracious glance Waving waffles with a smile. Love walks blind in paper poetry; Broken within lovely lines Waving waffles at the heart.