Untamed, life is a dream,
I dedicate myself to this government
and I leave the rest for the night
where they fade in the dawn.
In mint and thyme
like spring
in apple and strawberry
like dusk
in the sea and in the wet
earth like dew,
in wood and honey
like dreams
in wheat and rye
like the fields,
in fire and heat
like the night...
is the smell of love
mine smells like yours.
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