Bloom

  • I stir from the darkness without you, 
    And my days are in shadow.   
    I beg the tide to wash away our sins,
    Often taking me to you in the dark.
    Every day I surface again.
    Spring, betrays me with new life.
    With you in my soul, yet not at my side.
    Return in green bud, and not just at night.
    Lets live again in bloom.

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