Creation
That's surrounding me
You are like the land
You are like a tree
In savannah's heat
You are really sweet
You're like a real friend
Whom I cannot meet.
I don't know your name
But I feel the flame
That can burn my hand
When I touch you. Shame
Comes to me again
Wants to bring me pain
I don't understand
Why I love you. Rain
Fals upon my face
Reminds me of space
But turns me back to land
Showing me my place.
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