Lined on his heart,
Each petal is crucial
A thread lining his stamen
With the core of the world,
Fruit to bear, lingering,
On a single stem
Wind breaks the day,
And chills the night
An exchange of time,
Captions this measure
Dandelion reverie
Clothed his skin
Radiating on her soul
A feather-weight eminence
Euphoric explication
Breathing her predilection
He withers in the unknown
Pollinating her passion
Liberation in the vast
But he is only but a flower
And she, the earth of his ravage
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