Flowers!
My baby bought me flowers.
Lilac roses.
They were terrific.
As terrific as virtual 'Triffids'.
My love, such beautiful flowers.
He thought he could eat me.
He said he loved me so.
Next thing that I knew.
I was his plant food.
A little fertile fertilizer.
Fed to those roses nearly blue.
Closer I went.
Moved up to study those passion flowers.
Up close and personal.
So wanted to smell those roses of lilac.
As lilac roses meant true love.
The one I thought I'd found.
That wouldn't break my heart again.
Instead that rose it bit my nose.
Gave me loads more pain.
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 3:01 PM UTC
Flowers!
My baby bought me flowers.
Lilac roses.
They were terrific.
As terrific as virtual 'Triffids'.
My love, such beautiful flowers.
He thought he could eat me.
He said he loved me so.
Next thing that I knew.
I was his plant food.
A little fertile fertilizer.
Fed to those roses nearly blue.
Closer I went.
Moved up to study those passion flowers.
Up close and personal.
So wanted to smell those roses of lilac.
As lilac roses meant true love.
The one I thought I'd found.
That wouldn't break my heart again.
Instead that rose it bit my nose.
Gave me loads more pain.
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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