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Imagine the beauty of love
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Hyacinth garden Recreate me to the beauty of love with a burning kiss.
Feel me with your open palm gather me in safely.
Raise me like a tide,not knowing that I died.
Give me back my white,not the gray tinted dove.
Pull me through my perished heart fatigued though every night that is torn.
Torn from this heart love rings no connection.
Recreate me to the beauty of love.
If I could be restored into your arms and breast when you bend and blend me.
I never get it right.
Even, to give me the beauty of love.
Or, comfort in the night.
I am a ship passing away on the horizon drifting out of your sight.
Out of your sight.
