MY OWN LOTUS

YOU ARE MY OWN LOTUS
You be my own flower to awake,
Paddled into the deep blue lake,
I shall grab all your drop-down tears,
Embrace my dark clouds, no fears,
Make me your brightest hot mid-sun,
Let us be together until next dawn.
There are tears in my life boat,
Dripping to the tender heart,
As they linger I can feel deep pain,
Like freezing rain through my vein,
Blood fails to keep me warm,
Grief and sadness my only calm

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI