Orchids wilt and rot
in time.
Roses have thorns that
prick to bleed.
Seeds bring life that
ultimately dies.
In lieu of flowers
give me your
eyes full of
heat and desire.
Surrender your heart of
passion, but most of all,
water me with your
love so that I can grow.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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