Greeted amid lilac frond,
thoughts refilled, posies awned,
our births were fateful medley,
your tune I revel madly;
and aroma of candid bouying,
seemingly essence, sheer undying;
mint balm among banana leaves
enfolds, with it firmament weaves;
unreal would neglecting be,
slighting worship onto thee;
due to span against belonging,
farther had we been heeding;
thereupon, following the current,
where soothing springs would have us sent;
perhaps across a glare could reach,
breadth between may finally breach.
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