Red Midnight Flower
The flower, Red as fire,
reder than a heart burning with disire,
in the heat of the sun, remains closed,
waiting for another red flower,
longing for passion, love, hope,
Day by day, sun by sun, moon by moon,
The Flower, red as fire,
is beginging to not beable to cope,
The flower, red as fire,
Is losing all hope,
then one night, under the midnight sun
a flower, yellow as gold,
more yellow than the days sun,
like the midnight sun, has come,
The flower, red as fire,
her story, as it was told,
love, passion, hope, doesnt happen under this sun
The flower, yellow as gold,
replied, the midnight sun, midnight stars,
and the gleam of the oncoming cars,
how does this sun not provide love,
The flower, red as fire,
The flower, yellow as gold,
roots have met, fitting snuggly as a glove,
The flower, red as fire,
The flower, yellow as gold,
found passion, love, desire,
the both open up, bloomed like wild fire,
under the midnight stars,
Love under the midnight sun
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loved the admixture of sun and moon moon by moon was a nice refreshed cliche (day by day) - you go there and bring us back! ~~A~~