Love Is a Flower
Love is a flower,
It takes time to grow,
But once it blossoms into something,
Something amazing,
Something beautiful,
Yet something delicate,
It never dies,
Yet sometimes it seems as though,
The beauty is gone,
But it is at that very moment,
That the same blossom appears,
More breathtakingly beautiful,
Than ever it was before,
Love is a flower.
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