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The clarinet and the yellow weeds
Stepping out from the orchard field with silent delight
She paused to see its silhouette against the dimming sky
The sunrays bloomed to a beautiful noon
And the newly sprung roses scattered their fragrance
Across the steep, the fluffy goats grazing green
And the rock there sculptured a suave
A love winged her cherubic face so red
The majestic art filled the space with the clarinet
Gazing into that brown eyes, taking a sip of eternity she smiled
He saw the yellow lawn weeds blooming by her touch
That weaved a knot of the indecipherable depth of fondness
He clasped his hands with her, like the moonbeams touching the sea
Till the wall they formed was melted by the sun
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She paused to see its silhouette against the dimming sky
The sunrays bloomed to a beautiful noon
And the newly sprung roses scattered their fragrance
Across the steep, the fluffy goats grazing green
And the rock there sculptured a suave
A love winged her cherubic face so red
The majestic art filled the space with the clarinet
Gazing into that brown eyes, taking a sip of eternity she smiled
He saw the yellow lawn weeds blooming by her touch
That weaved a knot of the indecipherable depth of fondness
He clasped his hands with her, like the moonbeams touching the sea
Till the wall they formed was melted by the sun
© aLINE
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