Budding Love
A tenderly caressed loveBlooms as a precious flower
Generous touches, gentle care
Sprinkled by a passion-filled shower
Grasp it
Cling to it
As if dear life depends
Treasure it
Take care of it
Because the time may come when...
The leaves fall
The blooms fade
The fragrance a lingeing scent
As the miracle of Spring
A nurtured love's bud
Will spring anew in memories spent
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