Flower
as cliche as it sounds -
you remind me of the flowers.
and i don’t know which, in particular, but i know your smile blooms like the daffodils in spring,
like the daises after a long rain.
i know your touch is soft, like the petal
of a rose;
delicate and sweet,
with a bit of a kick.
there is not much i am sure of,
not much i know to be true,
but i will forever, whole heartedly believe
that you were a flower once before
and a flower you remain.
(i’ve never smelt something so sweet).
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