Filled flowers found on a hillside.
Absolute containment spread out freely.
As though one had finally realized how to venture that love is within.
Sweet the day heads into the night.
As laughter rolls down the curves of the earth and raindrops touch each other in their reflections.
Oh that the night may blush at the day.
The wonders of both.
Forever I say.
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