The flowers of her sorrows
Grow in the garden
Of her eyes
Tears
And they glitter in my light
And I look at them
Though sad
But oh
They are too beautiful
Too
Like tiny diamonds
In the sky
Of her eyelids
In the sea of her cheeks
Flowing and floating
Like yachts
Like seagulls
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