I can hear you every now and then
when you are cleaning the house
or hanging the laundry
you sing beautifully
If the breeze is just right
I catch the heavenly aroma from your kitchen
savory scents from heaven
my mouth waters
You work in the garden on the other side of the fence
(It may as well be the Great Wall)
You sound happy tending to your flowers
fragrant when they blossom
I can feel the heat on my face
and I wonder what you like to wear
One glimpe
it would all be perfect
If I could only move this curtain
of blindness
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