The Flower

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My love, 
My precious lotus flower, 
You surround me. 
You entrench me with your love 
As you glide over my soul 
Each and every morning, 
Touching every inch 
Exposed to your warm caress. 
You soar, 
You spiral down upon me 
From the top of my head 
Down through to my soul 
As you bring me ecstasy 
On a cold winter's morning. 

You, my precious, 
My morning shower 
Are the flower 
That brings me warmth.
The Flower by K. Saitta
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