I buy you flowers every other day
For you whether here or away
My love for you to stay
In light or disarray
...
I see the butterflies around your head
They form a silver-lining thread
To see you is my daily bread
In vibrant life or death
...
Your words do sometimes give me pain
As they come in repetitive refrain
More than hurt they make plain
My love is to remain
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I share my meal with you not here
A ceremonial act just to cohere
Life without you is austere
My love is so sincere
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I am with you in your daily confusion
Which sometimes grows to delusion
I only make one conclusion
To end it in our fusion
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I am the cosmic eagle flying high
See things with piercing eye
My vision makes you sigh
Not easy to be nigh
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Who knows what’s hidden in the cloud
Whisper-sounds do now sound loud
Desire in me to enshroud
You, make me proud
Beautiful poem 💐
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