The impulse carries me
away from here
when i see the iris fields
of green and gold
The one emotion
that can melt me with a glance
The playfulness and vulnerable attire
that only our hearts unlock,
tells me personally
that this won't fade
The sweet harmony of laughter
and the understood misunderstandings
face to face do we conquer
the ultimate impossible
The synapse never ends,
the beating never stops
when i look into the iris fields
of green and gold...
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