Yellow Flower

Still the pulse survives
 The conscious candour of our conversation
 Lovely as you are
 I see the strain, the pain, the degradation
 Strips of light delightful
 Either side of bars so thick and wide
 You hide them with a colorful sigh
 Falling at your feet in sheer joy that you were able
 To receive me like a favorite chair
 Soaking up the tea as if by magic it'll make me
 Ever warmer even after you're not here
 Could I be a boat for you a while?
 Could I stay afloat for you and sail in your smile?
 Could I be a boat for you and navigate this way for you?
 Could I be a boat for you a while?
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 You are the yellow flower of my youth
 The scent of nothing wasted
 With little left to prove
 Oh, graceful evergreen, you take me
 Over every hill I ever dreamed
 And others, just illusions
 Only seeming to be
 Falling at your feet in sheer joy that you were able
 To receive me like a favorite chair
 Soaking up the tea as if by magic it'll make me
 Ever warmer even after you're not here
 Could I be a boat for you a while?
 Could I stay afloat for you and sail in your smile?
 Could I be a boat for you and navigate this way for you?
 Could I be a boat for you a while?