To Love is To Give

Wisps of love are felt around,

But they don’t stay in surround

The tulips are the only smell

I feel that I can tell.

 

Telling never got you anywhere.

What’s left anyway to share…

Have they taken it all away?

Something of the first must stay.

 

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