Dearest

Maybe nothing is broken.
Maybe it is all so simple.
Cherry blossoms, white fluffy clouds, green green grass.
Dearest:
Speak to me in your native language
Don’t keep any secrets,
Lay everything down at your feet
I will scoop it up
Hand you my love in my eyes
My devotion can be eternal
I’ll stay if you’ll have me
Start.

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