beauty still inflicts beholder to touch
jingling gloss saunters in eyes to tremble
joy of cry calls to recall smothering soft
dew awaits dawn sparkling to redeem
blood fills heart red to resonate
vein still needs deeper by rhythm
ocean loses waves being bereft of tide
each sway of rose inflicts vision to sate
ray falls on green bespeckling to blue
mirth in heart bewilders to harvest pear
as lily feels to engross whites of moon
soul to mellow deep warmth needs to filter
quest of dawn longs to belong freshness
breeze mellows nature to scintillate
as soul within to serinade eternity
relivity is crux of syndrom by dynamics
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