Where this Flower Blooms
love is cared for the same way you do a tulip
you must be gentle and kind like the kiss of a butterfly
you must be patient and hardworking like the noble bumble bee
you must fresh and honest like the cool breeze of the afternoon
you must be level headed and willing to grow like the rich soil of the Earth
and you are all of these things
you're my elixer of sunlight and fresh air
you give me the kiss of life to defend against my enemies
they're plastic roses in artificial soil
you're my yellow tulip through the concrete
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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