The spring

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Every moment with you feels like
My beginning

I'm rooting deep
For our flower
Hope the petals don't fall down

Cause we just about to grow
On a sliver platter

You got me in a blank page
Waiting for you to paint on it
I'm Ready for our chapter

The paint will sketch what I call
Endless laughter
I'm craving for every touch
you will endure unto my skin

Weather you hush  or soft like smooch
I will float in your Rhythm

Let's bloom and forget
Our cracked museum
And create melody
Written
By
Our souls

You are my mixture
Of demented
Which will strain my madness
And bring an ocean filled with moments
I shall drink it and call it
My coffee

That will end the bitterness of my  pain on my tongue
And heal the tiny pieces
Of my stones

To you my chapter
Of
Happiness


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