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put a feelingthereshe likes tofind thema floweron a tablein the skya white cloud
you make moments in methey are lovely you put them thereand I take them from you I can say they are like loveand if they are not love they are very similar
I talk to youI say the sweetest thingsthat are like poemsthere are flowers growingall over youif the moon is in your eyesI have seen you as the universewhen I have looked upward
sun’s making patternsbehind the curtainand I make thoughts of youin the silence
she makes the flowers blooma little bit wildand pretty like some years beforealong the way a heart travelsto another all them flowers along the pathslike they had been she makes the flowers blooma little bit wildand pretty
she writes poemson my skinI want to write themon hersalso
day ofisolation the reprieve ofher parchment star out ofa night skybehind a window shedding light on melike cloth she has worn