you have been late
the flower seed
you had sowed
in my heart
became green
coming into bloom
withered flower waited
for the healing drops
dripping from your footfalls
curing petals faded
by the burning gusts
blowing time
I sowed more seeds
during waiting time
in my soul
come now
you would be taken by
the sweet-smelling flowers
blooming in my heart
spreading their fragrance
in my life
come to smell the flowers
more beautiful than
the old one
if you want
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