Yellow flowers
greet
the rising sun
the rising sun
and
become
one
become
one
with the waxing moon.
Long
are the hours
of
the torrid afternoon.
Long
are the hours
of
the torrid afternoon.
A little
torment
a little
pain
torment
a little
pain
of passion
unspent.
Drenched
in rain
a potent soul
makes me whole
again
ⒸRose
unspent.
Drenched
in rain
a potent soul
makes me whole
again
ⒸRose
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