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My love is like a flower field, Varied hues all blending, Gentle leaves and sturdy lips, And in the wind they’re bending.
I sit for a while with the gentle folk, To contemplate their love, They speak to me in whisperers, And many colored moods.
As I wander through the fields, The flowers close their faces, And I look upon the moon, In one of its glorious phases.
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Copyright © Helen Gosch 2009. Poem started April 12, 1981, Can Pep Ramon, San Augustin, Ibiza. Finished August 13, 2009, Can Puig, San Augustin, Ibiza.
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