the more my love lies hidden
the stronger it grows
in the hothouse of our living home
a fragrant garden unfolds
every seed we planted
sprouted to full bloom
and sprouted further seeds
to regenerate our room
and here where our love is hidden
here it is most fecund
and all the powers are bidden
and all process surges every second
to deliver the roiling life
that opens the hidden love rich and ripe....
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