Flowers Of Love
                                     ..G.M.

                                  -And there,
                                 on the table,
                                 sat two roses.
                                      One,
                                      red.
                                   The other,
                                     white.
                                      Red,
                                for my passion,
                                 and my blood.
                                     White,
                               for her innocence,
                                 and her soul.
                                 And they sat,
                               winding together,
                                    the red,
                                 and the white.
                                    Winding,
                                     until,
                                     until,
                              they became as one.
                             Red and white sworls,
                                twined together,
                                    in one,
                                    unified,
                                    spirit.
                         Her innocence and my passion,
                             my blood and her soul,
                                   our love,
                            our ultimate sacrifice,
                                     to be,
                                    forever,
                                    as one.
                                     'End'


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