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Lotus bloom,
On a grey cloud afternoon.
Blossoms vibrant color to my world.
Emerged like Venus from her shell.
Far from frail.
Birthed of strength that cannot compare.
Cradled in ashes.
Standing out from the masses.
Toughened and delicate.
Cradled in my hands.
Nestled to my chest.
This babe of Spring,
To whom i confess.
I don't know how,
I'm not there now.
Clutching to you in a permanent embrace.
To see you smile.
Goddess, you drive me wild.
Just to see you wear it on your face.
(Leaves me constantly amazed)
Hold my breath.
Hold it in your palms.
The reason why i inhale.
The reason for aviary songs.
I'm sure you've heard me say it all before.
I must find better ways, to phrase how i adore.
Through all your trials and your hurt.
Your beauty emerges in self worth.
Through all the burns from the Sun.
You still shine my path when the day is done.
The only one.
You still wear, your heart for me to see.
Breathtakingly.
You still listen for my mind.
Your precious time.
It has all been the greatest gift,
Which i know i will ever see.
As i mimic the edges of your lips,
In their uplift.
Constantly,
Uplifting me.
A myriad of thank you's, never enough.
You've been so tough when life gets rough.
As it is and always was.
You are my love.
You are my love.
On a grey cloud afternoon.
Blossoms vibrant color to my world.
Emerged like Venus from her shell.
Far from frail.
Birthed of strength that cannot compare.
Cradled in ashes.
Standing out from the masses.
Toughened and delicate.
Cradled in my hands.
Nestled to my chest.
This babe of Spring,
To whom i confess.
I don't know how,
I'm not there now.
Clutching to you in a permanent embrace.
To see you smile.
Goddess, you drive me wild.
Just to see you wear it on your face.
(Leaves me constantly amazed)
Hold my breath.
Hold it in your palms.
The reason why i inhale.
The reason for aviary songs.
I'm sure you've heard me say it all before.
I must find better ways, to phrase how i adore.
Through all your trials and your hurt.
Your beauty emerges in self worth.
Through all the burns from the Sun.
You still shine my path when the day is done.
The only one.
You still wear, your heart for me to see.
Breathtakingly.
You still listen for my mind.
Your precious time.
It has all been the greatest gift,
Which i know i will ever see.
As i mimic the edges of your lips,
In their uplift.
Constantly,
Uplifting me.
A myriad of thank you's, never enough.
You've been so tough when life gets rough.
As it is and always was.
You are my love.
You are my love.
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