Dear Hibscus
Dear Hibscus,
The pink aroma of your splendour leaves me blind
The pleasant stench of your paragonal body draws me nearer
Even with no pressure, I have willed myself to lie
Just that with those efforts you look more dearer
I wish to rip out the seeds in you like Frankestein
But you are no simile of rose.
I would be inhuman to leave even just a stain
Just give me a nectar of your heavenly dose
I promise you i will never compare you
Even though you lack any shade of blue
Down to my last breath
I would say you are my beloved
I do hope you listen to my heartweep.
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