Your Flower
From a tower ,
a real flower...
falls to me
producing power,
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In that place ,recalling face
nectar to taste ,to me replace
the days of sour,
to share the days,
with summer breeze..kissing the face...
first of June ..
the pain release,
anemone..
filling the room
with loving shower,
waiting the groom ..
as bride ..
watching the years..
trying to zoom..
make it an hour
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full bloom ....
no more gloom ..your lilly
my blossom...
our love
an over whole made by loom
dress of our
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slumber's songs..
filling the zone..
no more boredom
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this is the boulder
that is the doom
no more blubber
..our songs cascades' boom
Above a tower ..
my dress a red flower
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