By Soeut Phal
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“I want your fiery
flickering and scorching
Dancing in the coals until ashes turns cold
Arts components into heartfelt moments
Originality of this sonnet
Your soul I wish not to own it, conserve it like a biologist
May this love grow like nature of a rainforest gardening fields blooming lilies
Watering these words with honesty
Soak into your roots with L-O-V-E
Let it grow let it grow
How so out of all seeds
Only You potted my heart and soul”
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