The garden

I need you to water my garden
For this barren land can no longer stay
Pluck all these foul weeds that imbeded deep in my soul
Allow my roses to burst into full bloom
Soon…. sooon you’ll come
Soon I’ll have won because my parched earth has a new beginning
And let me reach for the sun like sunflowers in spring an orgasmic feeling warmth happiness and hope…..
Cocoa rose 2016 (c) β€οΈπŸ’›πŸ’šπŸŒΉ

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