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Apr 2022
Take me to a field of flowers
and
confess your love to me.

With nature as our witness
and time as our officiant.

Hold me as the sweet scent
sways us
and the breeze
tells our story.

-M
Written by
M Salinger  Rhye
(Rhye)   
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