Unrequited Love

Poppyseed Princess with poppyseed lips, Fragrant yellow piston, and beautiful hips. In the wind, savoring her relationships, Never knowing of my dream for her companionship. I am a simply ugly marigold, gnarly and quite plain. Recognizing beautiful, but my tongue I dare refrain. If she knew of my love, would she turn away in rain? I dare not speak, for my view I do not want to stain. I am just a poppyseed, nothing to delightful marigold. I study him quietly, his smile never mean or old. A glimmer of a glimpse of a spark I see sometimes within his fold, But men do not like aggressive women so I dare not be so bold. So the smitten poppyseed and the marigold stayed like this until death. Introduced again in heaven, recognizing each other with angelic baited breath.