When you bloom in my garden,
My wounds will be given wings,
Colorful dotted wings,
They will be reshaped into butterflies!
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When you bloom in my garden, My wounds will be given wings, Colorful dotted wings, They will be reshaped into butterflies! very poetic dear poet. congrats. tony
Awesome poem: liked the flow and the imageries.10++ When you twinkle at my sky, Pains will hide in the forest of clouds Smooth feathers of rain kiss the roots of my soul!
Well articulated and nicely brought forth from the hearth A beautiful love poem.