You mean to me
what a flower means to a bee
at your side i'm meant to be
why can't you see
my love doesn't come at a fee
like sandles on a fee-t
i want you to fee-l
a comfort of my love
with every step in your
life
lets forge fate
as our paths mee-t
yet again with a drowning sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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