THE RED FLOWER


THE RED FLOWER

Her presence is Stars on earth;
The time of singing of birds is come,
And the voice of love is heard in our heart
Sweet is your voice and your countenance is comely

On this day do I behold your sweet fragrance
I am yours and you are mine and together
we are planted on the mountain top.
You glow with beauty every now and then,
that makes the birds sing all day long.

Your love causes the sleeping giants to speak
The unquenchable, never drowning love.
If she be a cloud, there would always be a rain of love
Our grounds are never dry, she birthed the multitude

Her cry is golden and must be protected
In her cluster of love, she needs more love
Her heart is fragile, she needs no wrong
Be the atmosphere she needs to incubate her love
Call her Red Flower because she was watered with LOVE.

Written By: Matthew Deladem Ahafianyo

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ACTING LOVE TO THAT PRECIOUS ONE.