A beautiful flower
Opened her eyes
A butterfly glided by
Wanted just to touch her
To softly kiss her petals
A bee buzzed around her
Its tiny wings buzzing
In ecstasy of finding her
He wanted to have her
But not forever.
An artist tried to paint her.
His heart filled up with joy
His eyes filled up with dream
He wanted not her
He wanted to capture her beauty.
One lovely flower
Stirred so many passions
Passion to kiss her
Passion to have her
Passion to capture her charm.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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