Someday, my darling, I will bloom a ravishing bloom. Butterflies shall hold astound as my lavish colors wander dull skies. Fireflies will stand in awe as my luster illuminates the nights. Bees shall not discern me beside the rest of the blossom. I will bloom heavenly.
Sun is trying to peep through the clouds, breeze is there, without making a sound; There is light spreading all around, but the rainy clouds will start to astound. This nature spell will keep you bound, so you better stay firm and not swound.
Here’s a short little poem To give a start to your day I hope it’s a good omen To wake up to a stray Who’s words will bound Right up off the screen For you, to astound My angel, my queen
Good morning darling ...she doesn't like to be called queen haha!
