Like a field of sunflowers
singing under the sun
your happiness is my happiness.
Like the weeping tulips
under gray skies
your sadness is my sadness.
Like the bursting red rose
in between out hands
your love is my love.
Like the blooming garden,
You become me and I become you.
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