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These daisies wrap around me in a silken frame

Ahazen blurs of dandelion mists

Grasslit fields

Misshapen starlites

In which this narrow path condems me

Blusteriously, I aimlessly wander for other realities

And morning dew splashes a wistful melancholy towards me

Taraxacum darkens my eyesight

Taking it, in breaths, in droves we laughed with glee

Your eyes started to sparkle & I could tell we had been captured

Embittered admist these days, in trancelike bedaze

The lake glistens romantically

Another starlites the sky

A dove ignites our existential marriage, a soft breath

And words that gleam on the tip of near tongues