Flower, A-Float
To lounge upon so cosy
Petal-padded, a thing!
But who does? Just this bee, see;
Bum up; buried therein.
Be lulled into so easy
Petal-perfumed, a sleep!
But who is? Just this moth, he;
Twitchy focused; as deep.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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