Garden Editing
You place yourself in beauty
but your essence holds no charm.
You have no scent to tease my nose,
no bloom or fruit to please.
You, plant without guile,
are a weed.
Garden Editing
You place yourself in beauty
but your essence holds no charm.
You have no scent to tease my nose,
no bloom or fruit to please.
You, plant without guile,
are a weed.
