The truth
Descends gently like the night
And waits before it dawns.
Until the absolute need it faces
To switch on the sun
And make itself apparent to the eye!
And the young and handsome Flower In full bloom Stood proud and tall in his glory "majestified"! Sweet summoning scent Of his perfume sets the heart a-throbbing Pulsating and b eating Leaves the senses mesmerized!! You see his proud stance and arrogant charm But seldom its known that secretly he stalks the Sun! While he knows not That the bees and the drones Are soon gonna arrive Uninvited!!
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