hidden yet forever fresh ..
like the virgin dew on blades of grass..
fragrant with blessings of morning dafts of wind..
warmed by your love, which shall seep in me..
caress my ears with the music of your molten voice..
the blue sky shall look at me with your liquid eyes..
and i shall live on..
another life...
in memories of you..
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