Transcending voice like the fragrance of the rose, Soft uses of words that press on me like the silky petals That embraces the hidden sweet nectar of your kiss A smile that tickles my thoughts like the velvet leaves Your conversational wit as sharp as the sturdy thorns. You want me to see you as a flower, and I do. I can still see that your roots grow In a filthy soul of muck and crap hidden underneath your extended beauty.
Reason for writing:
Hehehehe.....
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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