How sweet that you know me so well
and from my eyes alone you can tell
that a flower, just like the seeds
as the only things which were left
held enough for the moment's needs
as our agreement, our sacred heft.
Sweeter than the tiny drop of wine
remain of your pleasure, all of mine.
10/06/2019
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