

OrchidOrchidOrchid
I left an orchid in the rain, hoping she would grow for the spring, I would nurture and love her, never a petal oversee, should we together the winter overwin
Four weeks have passed, since the winds of autumn left,
my orchid is still of her beauty, but I am not complete, not yet I can take her,
not sooner than I am ready
Resting with her in my garden, the ominous, tranquil cloak of pure, the snow is a struggle her leaves must overwhelm, if really she loves me, I must be sure
When spring comes, together we go, to the
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