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So much Love to give
O beloved rose in my garden of fairy-lamps, would you bloom in hues of stardust? let the daffodil moon envy this fragrant field of immortal lyrics~ for I’ll treat you with kindness, scatter herbs of compassion, with picturesque patience, water your greying petals~ until every fading pigment turns into ruby red, as this heart craves to feel the heat of your diamond dialect. When I close my eyes I know your smile adorns the hazy horizon like the citrine crescent meant to unfurl crystalline-streaked promises, so let me stroll through that astral realm a little longer, sleep deeply to become your blanket of chamomile balm~ where your emerald embrace can wipe away fogs of foes, getting in the way of you and I~ as I’ve got so much love to give. So will you dance through dewy darkness with me? where dreams do color frozen lakes to stream in tints of turquoise delight, your vanilla initials flow and glow through these amorous veins, illuminating bruised cells, aching to break through~ as I’ve got so much love to give. Tonight, I’m sailing adrift, the unknown abyss of lemongrass longing, that never felt better, before I heard the musky musings of your aesthetic aura, croon the charismatic chorus that defines the ethereal essence of this radiant romance. Scriptures of tomorrow may not be sealed, although the wind may be carrying these poems I’ve prayed for, today’s footsteps shall guide us through. Perhaps, the world shouldn’t know, as wicked waves of heinous time may jinx the jasmine jitters~ fluttering like green-gold butterflies. Some songs are to be heard just by the Goddess of Luna that slumbers when midnight melodies soar, and this love, I’ll serenade, for an eternity and more, if only you would let silence break into musical meteors~ whisper saccharine symphonies, allow cosmos to swirl to your graceful voice. I hope you’ll always remember, my heart knew not syllables of gratitude wrapped with selflessness, nor did these breathless fingers ever ink metaphors of warmth, yet your tender touch quenched my weathered quill, and in your presence galaxies shimmer multicolored fireflies~ and I stand here, beneath the mulberry mercy, laced with lavender love, in shades of twilight to scarf your your silhouette~ when it bleeds wintry loneliness. Shall we waltz to our heartbeats, until the sun caresses our infatuated skin? and the morning sapphires sprinkle~ pixie-dust upon our thoughts, awakening us to a beloved sphere of never-ending endearments, connected way before I’ve woven poetic confessions of true desires… The universe heard wind of yearning, rising, as we ascend as angels struck by Cupid~ free from evil eyes which prowl in jealousy amidst the nightfalls that strike in symphony of “we", echoing the tuscan truth that you deserve to learn; I wish you’d stay~ I’ve got so much love to give.
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