The heart I have for you
Is too big too hold
The heart I have for you will not grow old,
Give it water. it will grow
    and never go.

Look at the color this brighten hue:
   crimson ,cranberry
like a rose reminding of you
   from the summer...
when prisms danced on shining shoes.
Cranberry dreams shaken & stir`d
Crimson nights , strawberry delights
Give me shades of u thru th night
   fill the glass to the brim
wrap me in poinsettias of you
again & again

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