Greenish Love
It's spring and the sun is waking up so take my hand let's walk down the green fields. For this is where our love began. It's still young, fresh like green leaves, and I pray there wouldn't be drought seasons. Give me the green light and forget the green flies. On this field I plant our love with my green thumb and it will grow making you a greengage and I will be the greengrocer. I see you greenery my love, in a way that the world calls me a greenhorn. So let's guard our love like a greenbelt, and I promise you will stay evergreen.
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