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She Is A Wildflower~
She sways with the wind
Her soft petals pulsing
Her bud aching to bloom
Yearning for slow hands
Waiting for his rain
To make her radiant again
Waiting for his swirling tongue
To cultivate and strum
Until they blend and fade
Under the warm blushing sky
Her soft petals pulsing
Her bud aching to bloom
Yearning for slow hands
Waiting for his rain
To make her radiant again
Waiting for his swirling tongue
To cultivate and strum
Until they blend and fade
Under the warm blushing sky
Published 19th Jul 2017
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19th Jul 2017 11:46am
19th Jul 2017 12:14pm
very nice.!
i just wish you sticked with the metaphors.. ;)
nonetheless, it's very nice.!
i just wish you sticked with the metaphors.. ;)
nonetheless, it's very nice.!
19th Jul 2017 12:18pm
19th Jul 2017 12:25pm
19th Jul 2017 8:18pm
Horticultural picture of a woman's desire for a man as flowering plants (if they have feelings) would for the pollinating bee and the rain.
Favourite line : Under the warm blushing sky
(What went on would surely make the sky blush!)
Favourite line : Under the warm blushing sky
(What went on would surely make the sky blush!)
21st Jul 2017 5:39am
21st Aug 2017 9:46pm
