Light lavender azalea, blooming in the rain. Your center, fiery orange, like the sun, bringing a hint, a promise, of golden sunshine. Your solitude is startling in the rain.Your delicate petals of gorgeous color, reminds us that spring is a promise. Soon the earth will bloom again, and all the delicate flowers will be renewed again. Oh delicate azalea blossom! Bloom! All winter, I beg of you! So that no matter how bleak, peering into your depths, a hint of desire. Spring will soon reprise. |
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