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the best is yet to be
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Hyacinth garden
squeezing blood from a stone,
stains my heart
like a tattoo
of
lost loves silhouette..
blindly reaching
for a scarlet rose
patience searches
and chews at the
bits and pieces
nothing
is gathering
I only give a wrinkled
kiss
each day just goes so fast
and then we found our loves gold mine
turn around and enthrall
lay down supine
gather memories
traveled together
far from lonely twilights faint ribbon
our hearts thrive
soft survive
epical
electrified whimsy
lotus sound of joyous reflect
and peaceful content
grow old along with me
the best is yet to be
