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Number 2
Number 2 A basket of orchids and a poem, not mine someone else's words who can honor you the way I wish I could. Too afraid to say how I feel. A long basket from home, to carry three stems of cymbidium...
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Number 1 Tell me you love me because you know you do. Rain reminds me of that night, a struggle to say a few simple words the rhythm of your tears on my chest matched the rain drops on the earth. Tell...
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In the middle of a chilly-warm Spring downpour, he blossoms tall and eagle-eyed in the sky raining sol onto my skin, petals of light, licking the cold bottoms of my feet, warmth that rises to heat the...
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