There was a rose
And bees
then in the spring
the bees would come to spread its seed
but many would leave
however one day a butterfly came and stayed ever spring
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The Words I Was Too Afraid To Tell Her
PoetryCover by @cutecottoncandyyy Just a few original poems about young women who caught my eye, so to speak. Most of them have never seen these poems. However, there is one exception. No, I will not name her but she did suggest to post my poems, so here...
