You the epitome love
scratching and scrambling,
for once to see her glowing

you caught her again
embraced herself as the wind blew
gushes the memory you hold
the lines flew flawlessly; reserved
the flowers bloom ambivalently.
You scatched the time to pause
and she longer feels lonely

You the epitome of love
imagine the clouds
to pour the fat drops
as she speaks to you...

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