Thought of a tulip.
Never touched that,
So not you.
Held your hand
and felt the warmth
Sun rays were cold
like that frozen lake.
I had written your names on the leaves
Seen them flying away.
Like that sand out of my hand
ever away from me.
Few petals of jasmine
your look of love
A scarlet sky and
the smile on your face.
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