Lavender Love
I wander lost in lavender love
my heart wasn't made with self control;
With a hard shove and wearing boxing gloves
I'm seeking someone who can see my soul;
With the smoky fervor of a fairy tale
I stare seduced into sunset clouds:
Obsessed with romance on a grand scale
gestures are never too large or too loud:
Sterling desire is all my thoughts entertain,
a bond that transcends the physical plane.
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