Growth Of Passion

Thee is a flower in my chest.
As time passes, thee blooms within.
Thee, a little bud at the start,
As time passed, thy grew in my heart.
Thee started as a bud, then into a flower.
My chest has grown, with thee in my heart.
How can I contain feelings,
of thee, any longer......

by Todd Kramer

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