Rivers flowing incessantly
Your centre
You make music, its out of control.
Just a little thorn in your side, the rosebush is full of them.
Not chaos
Just love, in color
Dazzling,
Profound. seductive
Comfortable like a chair.
Tender, formidable.
So nice to see you smile after the darkness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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