A fictional romantic poem expressing love beyond the rose, which has thorns.
My flower
you couldn't be a rose
then again I suppose
Roses are beautiful
it's the thorns that grows
You have no sticker
just sweet heart ticker
honey love thicker
I'm a reader of hearts
your beauty only starts
on the outside glow
you're lovely inside so
You don't even
need a garden to grow
You're my universe
my romantic sweet verse
You're sweet never written
love joy smitten
and I've been bitten
I beg your pardon
if I say you're too sweet for
any flower garden.
Falling to a rare sentinel illness and separated from her charges during a retrieval mission Xevera Nanay encounters the biggest threat to her survival but more importantly her autonomy when paramedic Michael Constantine recognizes and imprisons her
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Peace brother
William
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Love Tinka