Picking FlowersA Poem by Demi
picking flowers
in a garden he loves me he loves me not fingertips that linger a little too long lips that get just a little too close he loves me sounds that form the words ‘just friends’ arms that have wrapped around another he loves me not he loves me he loves me not he loves me he loves me not im all out of petals but I’ve lost my place do you love me, or do you not? © 2014 Demi |
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