A flower was offered to me with soulful, bounding leap;
while a desire for love unbridled had tied me to caprice.
Smitten so deep to core, I found not budding thorn; thus
flower arduous to hold bade silence recondite to keep.

Lo! flower bewitching had lured and heart had plunged too
deep beneath oh shade of willow, I heard it scorn and weep.
We learn from heavens soft that reside somewhere above;
While searching for love eternal be wary if raven or dove.

Fragile secrets seep from flower;
Beauty blighted within an hour.



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