this world is a universe

for she is a world 

in herself

at every turn beautiful;

a billion flowers 

in any garden of gloom

would bloom to her smile;

her existence is life

her instance pride

with sadness shied away

the swooned heart

travels miles in a beat; 

every sweet smell 

reminds me of her

the earthy perfume

rain sends forth

the flavored whiff 

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the fragrance of flowers 

gently touched 

by the cemetery breeze

celebrate the silence 

of life being released

the colors of nature

gather around 

that piece of earth

cradling every moment

of time since birth

dark figures fade out

with memories 

replaying in their heads

as the day ends, yet again

death is fed

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