Boys who love flowers

Boys who love flowers

In quiet corners
Filled with blooms unseen
Silent admirers, solitary dreamers
Solace in the company of petals and stems

They wander through fields and meadows
With footsteps soft and careful
They seek out hidden corners
Where flowers grow wild and untamed

These boys who love flowers
Gentle spirits drawn
To lonely corners of the world
Flowers that bloom in secret


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