Our time is a labyrinth,
a winding of riddles.
You can always solve them
like a cascade I submerge into
Ethereal Enigma.
You whisper a riddle to me
like a serenade I shall solve.
You become a symbol of beauty and love
both beginnings and endings.
Flowers of velvet
you are made of.
My Lilly of the Valley
so sweet to be with,
but toxic to consume.
If only someone warned me
you were not to be eaten like food.
I was ravenous for you,
but now my stomach aches.
I would still choose to consume
you yet again even still.
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Seashell Harpspring
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