I know very well,
that night—
why I...
didn't want to let you go, not even for a moment!
You don't know what flowers I love.
Then why did you bring the flame tree blossoms?
You linger this way, touching the grave of my feelings...
But you too, not even once,
let me go...
Instead, you held me closer, tighter still!
Why did you do this?
To ease my pain?
Or to answer my love?
In Response to Love
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