myster(y)

i'm the blood group of yours, —
the endless feelings' donor

the wildflowers' scent
transfuses in you, — my love

your lips with a simple gesture
involve my morning breakfast

my smile, in a time's myster(y)
creates to you an exquisite day

my passion, your emotions, —
like music, — adjusts our throb

my name is your favored color,
you're life… my favorite dream

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