Why do I love you?
Ask why does sunset die
To resurrect
In morning dew.
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Touching his canvas like a kiss
Soft and lingering
Or tantalizingly brief Is his brush
A baton conducting unfinished silent symphony.
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Can you smell the morning mist
Roasted leaves cannot resist
The chilled wind of change.
As colours rearrange
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When unknown Gods
Planted the seed,
To blossom
In breathtaking colour and scent.
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Charcoal trees stand and wait
For ashen sky to dissipate.
Dispel
This spell!
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The floral dance we never see
On summer night
Past oaken tree.
Lit by the moon
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Dressed in your scars
You sit in dark bars
Only lit by cigars
And false smile.
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Such old friends.
Bookends.
Bucked all the trends
But life doesn't give it lends.
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By deepest blue lagoon
I found you with the moon
That harlequin mute
Dancing to flute
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Beautiful madness is mine.
When promises bathed in red wine
Are born again
As the fruit of our vine.
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