Can't help it with puny poems, so I shall find a remedy, in flowers;
I do not have ways with words, or rhymes, or lyrics! But I find beauty in verdure!
I shall make my way, to your heart, with Roses, Asters, Mallows! I shall keep it low-key, a secret! A language few speak, you shall listen! But perhaps one will suffice, To praise my lover, like a poet! A Metamorphosis of your golden locks, brilliant eyes and bright full smile! My love shall take a form of a flower, like you, like sun; a sunflower!
“A Sunflower” by XYZ















