• emmanuela 10w

    His heart my flower

    My love, that bitter heart
    of yours with cruelty,
    which is as cold as ice
    yet very hot as the sun when angry,
    like the flower called
    the creeping phlox
    changes the nature of it's rock,
    my nature will like a flower
    change that stone shaped heart of yours,
    To be a flower that grows on your heart,
    Because I love you.
    ©emmanuela