Your Beautiful Hands That Till the Ground
Morning smiles and there we move forward
Into the sunrise, gazing lovingly
My mind does a relentless flash toward
To your lips smiling quite impulsively
You then squeeze your warm hand in alliance
And your mind wants to till earth vividly
As I appreciate your bright vibrance
In the air that cools you impetuously
You cultivate the shy spring flowers
That would excite a garden's statuettes
Your strength in agrarian willpower
Follows light into mighty golden sunsets
This quest for your nature remains spacious
While the new sensations grow in stages
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