Puppies and Flowers
The really specific kinds used bulbs and cuttings to make more, clones so that the flowers could be the same. the seeds you got from flowers that weren't sterile didn't always look like their parents either, thanks to genetics.
Blooming Love - short poem
The primitive flowers of lust bloom upon the vines that spring up the fleshy walls of our hearts and minds. produced from the ever blooming sprouts planted within our souls. seeds watered with rain made from tears of joy and pain.
Ice Flower Field
_ _where are my flowers of joy?_ _where are my birds of happiness?
Wrong Turn Chapter 1
The wolf sat in his car, watching as the tiger pulled weeds in her flower garden. she grabbed the hose, turning it on to water the yard. she sprayed the flowers, then pointed the hose down while she turned off her mp3 player and sat it on the porch.
The White Rose Matures - 2023
"that'll be 3 cad per flower." dexter pulled out his wallet and gave her six 1 cad coins. the hawk lady took the flowers, wrapped their stems in two layers of paper and gave it to him.
To stardust I return
Damion couldn't help but stare. He had lost contact with Cyrus, and he did not get any reassurance about his fate. He missed him so much. But he knew he'd live, something within him told him so. The light grew whiter and hotter by the...
Dawn Flower
I had a man, he would brighten my day, you are my dawn flower, he would say.
Moon Flowers
The night is endless, moon entrenched by will and yet a flower i am not; i yearn. to feel her paws soft, tending gardens mine alas i wait, forlorn, forever pine.
The Flower of Scotland
Off in the foggy distance i heard a lone piper playing "the flower of scotland," but i couldn't see where it was coming from. i pulled the hood down over my face and sighed. "damn it, dad. really wish you were here now. you'd know what to do.
The Perfect Flower
I promise i will have that flower whatever it takes a perfect flower for my perfect mother!
Flower of Discord
I'm chaos, she's revery All night spent with daytime dreams A deep cut 'cross the butterflies A deeper smile brings It's not that I hate purity; I'll be gentle to her kind soul But I've suppressed my depravity And right now I'm feeling bold ...
A Field of Flowers
Their romance bloomed like the flowers around them. bold, unashamed, and utterly alive.