Love by nature

Love is an ocean covered by mist

We might see it as the sun rising

Love can be like looking at a full moon,

and love makes us forget there are stars.

Love is a passing breeze, it caresses you,

but will always come and go.

That is unless you hold on to love, then

You are free to grow it like a flower field.

In your love garden everyone you allow,

can come and plant a flower.





If we decide, we plant a garden.

I choose red roses.

This garden is our love, but if the garden is destroyed

Or fails, our garden idea will always be lovely.


I will hold your hands, look you in the eyes, speak softly, that to me; 

Your complexion is the only botany I need.

We will buy already grown flowers,

or we will go into nature.

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