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Raihah Mior Jan 2016
Like flowers,
You were beautiful in my eyes,
A faint sweet smell would engulf my senses,
As I held each stalk delicately in my hands,
Everything about you; I admired.

Like flowers,
You needed sunlight to grow,
Carbon dioxide; vital for respiration,
And water, aplenty to seep through the saps,
to bring you to life

Like flowers,
I took you to the heart of my home,
Placed you in the prettiest *** I could find,
Filled it up with water,
Fresh from the tap,
I put you on the table top,
for everyone to see

Raw, rare and real,
There you sat,
Beautiful as you are,
The centrepiece of my home

Like flowers,
Days went by,
and so did your petals.
The leaves had started to wilt,
The stem- shrivelled and weak

Like flowers,
they reminded me of you,
of the feelings I had for you

Fresh, crisp, beautiful at first
But in the end,
All that remained faded away
For Zaid, the one I thought would be the love of my life
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
Oh ***,
you and your puns
I've had too much fun,
laughter- tonnes and tonnes

Happiness to me
is like sticky toffee buns,
bubble-shooting guns,
or late night cartoon reruns

But with you,
it's like a thousand splendid suns

— The End —