April Flowers Bring Meteor Showers
Rain Your Sorrow Into My Blossoming Understanding.Wake Up And Smell The Roses,As I Bathe You In Ambrosia.
Distilling Your Love From The Pain.
You And I Are Refuge To Each Other From The Storms Of Life.
Our Inner World On Our Own Terms.
Whatever We Conjure In Purpose Or Whim.
A Kiss That Makes Time Stand Still,
To Shamlessly Understand A Thrill.
Clueless Blame Cannot Withstand Our Will.
Rain Your Sorrow Into Our Blossoming Understanding.
April Flowers Need Not Bring Fall Meteor Showers.
As We Wake Up The Dawn.
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