A Flowerbed for Romantics

A Flowerbed for Romantics
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The chattering of canaries beneath the cumulus clouds' silhouettes call nature out to breathe once more for I am here, laying above verdant grasses. I carry the heart of a romantic; the art of loving enwreathes itself around my worn out heart. For each heartbreak I experience, petals wither until it strikes the ground. For every heartstring they tug, flowers flourish hither and thither. Among the fluttering wings of the butterflies and subtle purls of the valley, this flowerbed that houses the essence of my existence rises above the ground.

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To the never wilting flower garden inside of you, may you thrive along with the chirping birds and buzzing cicadas. Romance is never always about the presence of a significant other/s, it's about the love for love itself entangling around your ribcage. Here's to us hopeless romantics yearning for a love that's one for the books.

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