Nature's Love  

What's in a name
By the thorn of a rose
The toll of a bell
And all that goes
A shadow in the bright
Of a darkened day
And the bird with no wings
Will fly away
Give to the growth
Of a nonexistent weed
That will spread in your veins
And increase the need
To feel the heat
Of the winds embrace
That hugs your soul
And warms your face
Like the light that drops
From the morning petal
Leaving a taste
Of sweet silver metal
So come play with me
In a world of names
Where Life is a torch
To quench the flames
That ignite
And feed forever.

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