Oh, delicate flowers
velvet and intoxicating
like his kiss
under an afternoon shower of rain
Longing to see him again
breathing in the air
simply a breeze to some
but to me, his stare
bringing chills to my flesh
my lips pressed upon his
Oh, delicate flowers
soft and comforting
like his arms
strong and resting around my waist
As we embrace
by the moon's mile
simply a light to some
but to me, his smile
bringing love to my heart
my passion entwined with his
Oh delicate flowers...
how you remind me of this
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