Precious Flower

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Precious flower sitting in a buttonhole like a rabbit in a bolthole Won't you show your face in the moonlight tonight? Precious flower how do I garden, now winter has turned up its collar Precious flower how do I garden, now summer has turned its back on me Precious flower Precious flower Precious flower won't you be my eternal sunlight Precious flower won't you be my starlight Precious flower won't you meet me in the slipstream of a midnight dream Precious flower won't you release your orange white blossom all over me Precious flower Precious flower Precious flower don't you feel the time is right Precious flower for fireworks this spring night Precious flower there isn't an hour goes by I don't spy you in some reverie You're excepting hand with a key to some endless treasury, Precious flower Precious flower Precious flower my arms are a bough a trellis Precious flower on a golden morning I'll hold you in the silent—deathless Precious flower you'll leave me breathlessness And precious flower I'll be naked without any hidden altruistic vestments. Blossoming like the sun for you.

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