Saturday, April 9, 2011

The Art of Loving

I am but a seed
Freshly planted in the soil
Give me what I need
And never will I spoil
I'll be devoted, I'll be loyal

I am but a seed
I've been planted in your heart
Hoping this shall lead
To the learning of our part
As lovers and as art

I am but a seed
Take my hand and I'll grow
Bud, blossom, and bead
My vibrance will I show
And the world will finally know

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