like a buttercup

Like a buttercup
cupped in my arms
like a delicate piece of string
entwined next to me

The warmth of a bosom
breathing so slow
silence and peace
pervades throughout

Holding her close
eyes adrift
embrace and behold
that morning gift

the student

a love so pure

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A love so pure

is strange

to a mature

and sophisticated world

too innocent

to one who is up to all the dodges

too magical

for daily lifes banality

too deep

that it could be understood

a love so pure

is rare

but despite all doubts

that flooded my heart

it simply happend

to me