The flowers of love   
   that you gave to me   
   have blossomed, have blossomed   
   and under the flaming sky   
   and in the impalpable sunlight   
   pieces of me   
   percolated from far edges of the universe   
   and together merged into love.   
   for when I say   
   that I love   
   the meaning is this:   
   that my heart is fire.   
   that my mouth is parched.   
   that my hands are full of bruises.   
   that my eyes burn holes in the walls.   
   Love me.   
   Love me like cloud loves lightning   
   Love me like tenderness loves intensity   
   Love me like galaxy loves the quasar   
   Love me like orchid loves rain.   
   Feel my fire   
   Running through you   
   Feel my fire   
   Without end or beginning   
   Feel my fire   
   As I burn for you   
   Feel my fire   
   Feel my fire.   
   We can't be together   
   But I burn for you   
   You love me from afar   
   But I burn for you   
   There are miles between us   
   But I burn for you   
   But I burn for you day and night.   
   The flowers of love   
   Can be seen sometimes in meadows   
   Sometimes in vases   
   And sometimes near people's gravestones   
   And sometimes someone would water them   
   Hoping to keep them around for a while.   
   So do not mind me   
   No, do not mind me   
   As I water   
   The flowers   
   Of love   
   That you gave to me   
   With something extraordinary   
   With something red and viscous   
   With something that carries nutrients   
   With the very blood   
   Of   
   My   
   Heart.   
      
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   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)