LINES OF THOUGHT © 2013

May these flowers, in gentle splendour,

Represent the eternal fragrance of my love.

Each petal, a whisper, a promise made,

Of deep affection that never fades.

May their aroma touch the breeze,

Carrying with it all my feelings with ease,

And even as time continues to pass,

This scent shall cradle you, a soft embrace, alas.

Flowers that do not wilt, do not fade away,

Are like the memories that forever stay,

My love, immortal, shall always bloom,

Forever with you, dispelling all gloom.

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