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Clover
All the love I can't whisper to you
Breathe into you
Speak into you
Makes the day grow longer
Feel my soul grow stronger
Heart is open
Love is pouring
Love is aching
Nothing feels as good as a breeze
Wrinkled in your misty time
Dappled upon cheeks of misery
Just spread me into the pages of your story
Lips of red agony
Touching my empty embrace
I know your lingering is for keeps
I will trap your elegance in my arms
Let's wake in fields of clovers
Stretch our lusty limbs
Fake the daily rhetoric
And make our dreams fall through
