You. This poem is called The Fragrance of the Bloom. They sit in their hidden place and they remember the springtime when it all began. Flowers began to bloom. People rushed to see them, enjoying the breeze the billowing fragrance blowing across the land. It this morning was quite different than the others. It was the moment that they would meet
Renee Slay
@Renee_Slay · 1:06
But then I listened to it a second good second time, and sometimes my overthinking gets me in trouble. So I'm going to be honest, this might be wrong. Was this arranged or is this actual flowers? Because I'm tying it to love of people, like a marriage, an actual true love that lasts, that withstands the time. But in the beginning, it sounds like it was not of their design. So, yeah, you've got me thinking all kinds of stuff
Barbara 😃💙🎻🥁
@Digitalpenz · 5:00
It would be their meeting place where they would come together, where the outside world would go away and they would reflect about their love, sometimes saying words, sometimes saying nothing. Just looking at each other and smiling, knowing that they were both thinking about the same thing or they were in the same emotion concerning whatever their mind was taking them. Because they had endured so much together. They had lived life together. And it was just very touching to me