Your beauty makes my flowers die:
Water with you I share.
Your beauty is my suicide.
I'd choose it if you'd dare.... more »
Plant that grows upon the sill-
Stretching from your vase;
Reach thee to the ceiling fan:
Your Heaven in this case.... more »
You're so far from my Mississippi,
But I know you are the one.
I never dreamed of aliens
'Til you made for me a sun.... more »
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