without pain love ceases to exist

it sits so beautifully

patiently

in the greenest grass

flourishing with life

 

the sun rises and falls

tenderly the flower withers

until the rays soaked up

the very life within

 

when the moisture ceased

it expectantly gasped

until no longer could life be

without the gentleness of

soft morning dew

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