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Food for thought. Ripening bud, so shall our love grow too? Between cracks of the earth from distant hands Never the gods seen a beauty so new As the one sealed within our gold bands. At first we sat in delicious delight Splurging in our love’s sweet simplicity But as a bird full grown, so takes its flight Ageing love withdrew its captivity. I do not dare grasp your empty hand now For with it, fingerless beauties lie torn Here you will find me on the very last vow Loneliness swallowing thistle and thorn. So my ripening bud, give love like gold For come winter, will your pedals grow cold.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Mar 2014 05:01:55 +0000

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