//Blooming Love// I witnessed streamings many flow entire Tis breath, hath not smelt ache nor pang Of any, great joy bliss but, that ozzing beats Made heart, in prow serene waving joy Without dest'ny like life on blissful glow Became a complete watcher watching life Now knowst, what breathing is, in mundane land There empty piece, tis watcher found within Which quest some purest love by someone heart Whose love a Aphrodite taste and smell, To make fill heart and heist the corner piece There walk'd a girl, whose taste Aphrodite love Oh thee, thy love, whence walking left of piece A rose red, on ev'ry foot is blooming on piece Oh left, now emptied corner space, with thy love Is fullest all, ah completed now tis breath. Thy blooming Love ... Maketh thine breath completed. š¤š¤ Collab on this beautiful click by Harf Lens and sprinkle the magic of your words complimenting this beautiful canvas. #CnC1184 (Please don't remove this hashtag. It's for us to discover your write-ups related to this wallpaper).