Love is like a flower

 Night well spent

Books well searched 

The search for life’s flower never wasted.

The perfect love is a rare thing;

The union of sweet desire never tasted.

Love is like a flower it grow and show forth is beautiful colors when given is right condition 

Was it something you saw?

Was it something you thought?

Was it something you wrought?

Was it something I dropped?

You were my nighmare

Following me everywhere

Dark tendrils 

The reality of brutality 

Can not be seem as love


©Akonu Emmanuel

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