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Nov 2016
When we were oblivious, Love blossomed
And it blossomed in full spectrum
For waiting so idly for the flowers
We didn’t know to expect them!

There is one of Love’s petals in my hand
A petal of gleaming amethyst
When Love inside me goes abloom
I cannot care to desist

The flower of our  Love is perennial
But the buds are fresh and new
And dear they are a little brighter
For having been brought to life by you
Megan Sherman
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   Doug Potter
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