
grapes grow in the sky
while I rely upon the love living
inside
the blossoming cherry trees
they always seem so deliciously vibrant
and in touch with you and me
a love that’s lasted centuries
fills me with a smile, a glee
handed to me, you see?
a sunny afternoon, sitting among the flower beds
I digress, and dress in roses,
my best
laid suit
by the sun’s eyes, disguised
as I learn of the stars in your heart
while a love to me, at last
they impart
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