Day 23

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Three Blossoms of Heart

In the heat of summer’s embrace,
I find myself in a familiar place.
Amongst the blooms, a story unfolds,
Of love unspoken, yet forever told.

Three gerberas, vibrant and bright,
Each petal catching the warm sunlight.
Their colors whisper, their beauty true,
Three simple words: I love you.

In gardens where memories reside,
I wander alone, with nothing to hide.
The flowers sway with a gentle breeze,
Their dance a reminder of love's deep seas.

Three gerberas, held close to my chest,
A silent confession, my heart’s unrest.
I miss you, with every bloom,
Your absence turns summer into gloom.

We’d walk these paths, hand in hand,
Now I traverse this lonely land.
Each step I take, a bittersweet pain,
Longing for you, in sunshine and rain.

These flowers I offer, a token sincere,
Three gerberas, to show you’re near.
In their presence, my heart finds voice,
Declaring love, without a choice.

The summer sun may blaze and blind,
But it’s your love I seek to find.
Three gerberas, in the morning dew,
A constant reminder, I love you.

The days are long, the nights forlorn,
Yet hope is born with each new dawn.
Three gerberas, a symbol so pure,
Through time and distance, our love endures.

So here I stand, with flowers in hand,
Dreaming of you, across this land.
Three gerberas, whispering true,
In every petal: I love you.

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