You and me
From different trees
Different worlds
Stars galaxies
I am lost
A gypsy soul
Wildflower in bloom
I am no rose
You do belong
To gardens grand
Opulence surrounds
where ever
you stand
But why do you
Love me my friend
What can I give
I have no cents.
Nalini
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