5. 10th

Compact lotus flower, bloom,
Your eyes a crystal mesh of explosions,
You have no idea how much you mean to me,
Just leaving me in a turmoil of confusion.

For years it was worth it,
For months we occupied heaven,
Dare you dream,
Dare you say what you believe,
Or will you say it too late.

Clouds collide into me;
a ring of ephemeral love binds hearts,
if only for the duration of this kiss.

The End

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