A patch of lush green grass
A kingdom bathed in sun to call home.
Where butterflies are its visitors,
the honeybees the local.
Two flowers share a kiss,
when the bind blows quickly by.
A secret opportunity.Â
The flowers blush and the grass cheer.
In the starlit night sky,
they hold each other near.
From where the moon watches over
A simple love in it's purity.
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