Like a flower blooming in June, my heart opens to you. And when summer ends, and winter begins, I know you will hold me as the snow swirls and spins. And I trust that when spring is back in sight, you will blossom with me, in its fair, sweet light. ...

Like a flower blooming in June, my heart opens to you. And when summer ends, and winter begins, I k...

A bad love poem with no structure and some rhyming. But it’s worth the read anyway! 
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