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JUST LIKE THE TOUCH OF THE FLOWER
When I touch the bloom in their youth I think of our time together The tenderness of your warmth The softness of your touch I ask a myriad of questions Where did things go wrong?
When did it all cave in?
Why did it go sour?
Where are the vows to be forever?
Filling each other with the fragrance Of a misty night As I sit by the bloom this season I reminisce over us together Just like the touch Of a blooming rose.
A lot of questions remain unanswered... Nice article. 😊