" I'd pick
write one for You,
Every Single Day!"
Welcome to the gallery of fleurs original poems that you inspired:
a
collection of poems on love and life ~
of peril and sacrifice ~ celebrating the human condition...
of peril and sacrifice ~ celebrating the human condition...
If poems Were Fleurs
If poems were fleurs
I'd bring you one every single day!
I'd assemble them most graciously, as if they were mine to give away.
I'd conceal the fact that such a knack was imbued me from above [it was divine].
If poems were fleurs I'd grow them wild for you, and pick them off the vine!
I'd bring you one every single day!
I'd assemble them most graciously, as if they were mine to give away.
I'd conceal the fact that such a knack was imbued me from above [it was divine].
If poems were fleurs I'd grow them wild for you, and pick them off the vine!
If poems were fleurs
I'd write some that'd tickle and please your ears.
I'd write for you a special one to theme your days, weeks, months and years!
I'd make a fleur to suite your mood [but not so much that you'd feel wooed].
I'd make them a refined delicacy that'd consume your soul as food.
I'd write some that'd tickle and please your ears.
I'd write for you a special one to theme your days, weeks, months and years!
I'd make a fleur to suite your mood [but not so much that you'd feel wooed].
I'd make them a refined delicacy that'd consume your soul as food.
If poems were fleurs
I'd give to you some to read each night, while curled-up on your bed.
I'd write for you a lulling piece that'd please your thoughts and eased your mind, take away the day's dread.
I'd give you a collection of delight for your selection, each time so you'd feel fine...
If poems were fleurs I'd grow them wild for you, and pick them off the vine!
I'd give to you some to read each night, while curled-up on your bed.
I'd write for you a lulling piece that'd please your thoughts and eased your mind, take away the day's dread.
I'd give you a collection of delight for your selection, each time so you'd feel fine...
If poems were fleurs I'd grow them wild for you, and pick them off the vine!
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(T.B.C.)
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