Non-Erotic PoetryFlower Girl Flower Girl
She lives in a world of blooms and color,
None could match her smile...
A world of wonder at living, vibrant things,
Yet none can match her soul....
The Sweet smells of blossoms drift in the air, and color the world,
But they darken compared to her vibrancy,... and loving touches
The slender, fragile wisp of baby's breath,
Is the whisper she leaves upon my waiting ear...
The Roses red blush is the color of her desire,
And her anger's tempest if she is wronged...
Her eyes, the dark mystical portals of joy and sadness in her soul,
Reflect the light of being alive, in hope...
Of slow lingering... romantic trysts
And wine shared...
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