- Non-Erotic Poetry
- He Loves Me, Loves Me Not
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Petra picked the petals off a
flower saying the words...
" he loves me, he loves me not. "
Soon the petals were gone and
sadly it ended on " he loves me not. "
She picked another flower and
did it again and this time it ended
on " he loves me. "
Petra smiled and knew the second
time was the right one.
Soon her love was coming her
way and Petra smiled when she
saw him there.
Her mile wide smile made him
smile and her heart melted.
Bo saw the ruined flower in
her hand and he asked her
what she did to it.
" Nothing " she said with a grin
he just said " okay. "
Petra and Bo walked arm in
arm as they walked thru' the
park deeply in love.
She tossed the ruined flower
away...the answer was clear.
- COMMENTS
Jorunn5 months agoMuch more here than the untimely death of two flowers. Petra doesn't need to be afraid of falling in love with Bo. What she should be afraid of is being too afraid to try. The simplicity of picking the petals from the flowers allows Petra's to overcome that fear and take Bo's arm.
