Red warm with old touches..
dried but still in love as if
it still carries the last kiss
of your lips on mine..forever...
buried in my book of desires
one I called faith of hope
with your only picture ..torn
like our trust in eachother ...
Every petal with fragrance..majestic
reminding the magic when we were there
lost in eachother lakeshore...tulips
...sunshine
smiles simple motion eyes spoke the words..
canal in sadness ..bridge with mourning calm
time like forever lasting million years...lost
in one instant of crazy reason...
dried flower...
last kiss last flower last touch...
as if the hour
when we rose to last level
and fell from ladder.......
of love the eternal ...
and magic that matter
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