Flower Boy

Daises and roses hang above your head,

Your fro' expanding into effotless curls.

Your voice.

My favorite sound.

The sun bringing out your golden feautres. 

Pretty brown eyes, I'm lost in.

Sun kissed skin I could just melt in. 

We're both sinking in.

Take care of me.

My love, my flower. 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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