Flowers and Laughter

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A stroll through Graz, just you and me,  
With cardboard bouquet and flowers free.  
We plucked with care, in wild delight,  
With no mind for anyone in sight.  

Each flower we chose, a laugh, a smile,  
A memory made with every mile.  
Colors glowed bright as the daylight died,  
Our makeshift blooms in evening’s tide.  

A simple frame, with holes to fill,  
Yet beauty grew with every thrill.  
Back at home, I hold it tight,  
As you backhug me in soft twilight.  

Our reflections glow in the window’s gleam,
And with a click, we save the dream.

- Gamana

P.S. A sneak peak from our silly date shared below (Date Idea inspired by Instagram Profile :theconfusedstories https://www.instagram.com/theconfusedstories?igsh=ejNkODF5M2J1dW56)

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