Be that fountain
that never fades
in the fall of rain!
Within the pouring rain,
Whisking
the glade of green with gleam,
Be that dense, dazzling, darling,
fountain that soothes
the eyes and ears
of souls!
Free the fetters,
to fly up and
flip down;
Be that visible beauty,
beneath the blanket
of streaming summons of life!
Loom those loves
To be lost in lingers
Within the warmth
Of a blanket
To away in the memories
Of a misty matter!
As shy as the silver says
Of a misty rising day,
To glance the glittering
Shades of shiny green
Through the dropping eyes
Loom those lens
To be lost in lingers
Within the warmth
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