The Farmer (Let me know what you think please :D)
Tread tentatively,
For she silently seeks solace in love.
Pristine pupils,
Overtly opening obliterated origins
Hurting her heart.
Battered and barren,
A soulful sentimental seed sown,
Submerges slowly into soil.
The fortified farmer forgoes
His last resource,
A sacrificial service
On the cusp of chivalry.
For when the sapling blooms
And your petals yearn to be
Blown in the wind,
I hope you remember the love
That you once sought.
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Posted Mar 20, 2018, 1:10 PM UTC
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