Question

Tell me 1 poem about labours

Answer 1

Into the melancholia of your autumnal mind; 
Where the skin of your grief sheds its leaves. 
Is the song of your sea bound into colourful light? 
The Shepherd breaches the flock of your dreams, 
And the pastures breathe a sigh of relief, 
As your tears of morning dew 
Glisten the parched landscape. 
Does your bouquet of pubis
Lay wistfully in the wilderness? 
The skies of blue that reside in your eyes 
Serenades the coming of the tide, 
Harvesting the fruit of our labour of love. 
Is this a wind of smile that turns into a voyage of valiancy?
A flock of thoughts liberated with a cry of exclamation 
As your fears of autumn blue 
Are exiled into the rapacious wind.

Answer 2

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