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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.
