stuck in the middle with you

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the Persian buttercups
made biogeometry in me
the beauty of flowers
are in my body and soul
even when divinities are dark,
their breeze eliminates it
the hidden geopathic stress,
purifies my naturalness
my happiness gets power,
influenced gently by love
stuck in the middle with you,
in me blooms sensuality
your lips sigh to me politely
the poem of love in two 
so blame me, don't blame me,
you are in me, i am in you

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