a butterfly curious
once asked the rose
o my dear, would you tell me
does it hurt
to give away your sweet nectar
does it hurt
when I fly away from you
the rose blushed, replied
o my pretty lady
when you touch me, my colors glow
I am sweeter
when you taste my sweetness
you flying away from me, makes me dream
leaves me a hope
that you shall come back
that you will touch me again
#hope #poetry
Elegant and lovely.
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Thanks my dear Miriam
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This Lovely a wonderful piece
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😄
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I felt that it is the case of a forbidden love between the butterfly and the flower 😊
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that could be another way of saying it. thanks a lot dear
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Your most welcome love ❤
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Beautiful 👌🏻
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It feels so good, that the can’t forget each other even when a part!
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that’s right!!
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Yeah, their memories are always so sweet to foget! I do remember the first time I tasted honey!
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So beautiful!!
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Thanks my dear
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Ecstatically romantic otherwise, nicely elongated . Loved the expressions.
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😆
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Keep sharing nector of sweet ness in hope to have more of it every time.
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😇
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beautiful poem..sweet thoughts be the rose, well written..cheers
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There is always hope in pain. That is indeed the beauty of pain. Thank you for reading my dear!
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hmmm…the beauty of pain! impressive
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🙂
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Love it
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🙂
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Very nice analogy
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Thank you so much!
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Wonderful! I really love the picture too!
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I am glad my dear. Thanks for reading!
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Beautiful 😊
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Thanks a ton
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Insightful 🙂
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Thank you so much
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