Not a red rose or a satin heart...
I give you an onion...
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper...
It promises light...
Like the careful undressing of love...
Here.It will blind you in tears...
Like a love...
It will make your reflection a wobbling photo of grief...
I am frying to be truthful...
Not a cute card or a kiss...
I give you an onion...
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips...
Possesive and faithful as we are...
For as long as we are...
( taken from reward lesson intermediate)
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