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gen Nov 2021
bloom — where you are planted
and from this your growth is reminded
you may think that your flower will wither
but i'd always be here to sprinkle you with water

bloom — wherever you may be
like a sweet nectar that entices the bee
preparing for the awakening of spring
filled with endless capabilities you bring

bloom — for everyone to see
but also for you and me
together we soar and nobody else can destroy
flourishing with you, my f l o w e r b o y .
est 04/03/21 - a rhyming poem.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
A flower boy is in love
His words run like river
His mouth scented like flower
His mind full of words in power
He expres his feelings like shower

He travels to the unknown
He wanders and float
Because nothing matters
Nothing, except his dream girl

Flower boy confessed
Because he felt loved
Flower boy was rejected
But now after flower boy did,

A flower boy is still in love, but,
His words run like tears
His mind full of fears
His mouth once full of flowery words
Now it disappears
His heart is now in shears
This poem doesn't mean that I'm giving up.
It means I'm hurt.

— The End —