How could the sunflowers not bloom at your passing?
How could they not lower their crowns at your passing?
How could they not illuminate your footsteps with their shadows?
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How could the sunflowers not bloom at your passing?
How could they not lower their crowns at your passing?
How could they not illuminate your footsteps with their shadows?
How can I not sigh when your light kisses me? How can I not reverence the sun that you are? My soul sings with the caress of your being. ❤️
And then I just sigh at this...
And my soul trembles
❤️❤️❤️
❤️❤️❤️❤️