My Daffodil đŧ
Don't Shatter, HIS Heart....đ
...But take...MY Beam, đâī¸âī¸đŗ
...
My Daffodil
My Daffodil đŧ
Don't Shatter, HIS Heart....đ
...But take...MY Beam, đâī¸âī¸đŗ
Confiscate My Laughs and Thrills, âšī¸
Scatter MY Parts...âąī¸đ¨
...Over Jaded Green's...đđĨ
Just...
...Spare, my Lovely Daffodil's, đđŧ
Don't Rip HIS Verses! đâĄī¸đ
But Burn....MY Words, đĨđ
Thieve My Books...and Snap the Quill, đđđ¤
Drag ME, to the Surface...đââī¸
...Like a Worm...to the Birds, đĻ
Just...
...Leave the Roots, Of My Daffodil, âī¸đđŧ
Make MY Neck the Red One! âī¸âđ
Work ME...to the Bone! đŠ
Crow! ...as I Wrestle....
...your Tasks and Drill's, đ
But may You be Led From...đŖ
...The Dirt that is Home...đąđą
...To the Glow soaked Petals...Of my Daffodil, đđģ
Mock ME...All You like, đ
Come Tarnish my Poems! đđđ¤Ŗ
Rotten my Gift...âī¸
...My Craft, My Skill...đ
Just...
Don't Block the Light...đĨ
...So that Darkness is thrown...đ
On the Blossom that is....
My Daffodil, đģ
Instead,
Keep him Warm! đ
With Space to Grow,
Freeze ME, with Painful Drafts and Chills, đ¨âī¸
Lead ME to Your Storm, đĒ
Your Tempest and More...đ
Just...
Leave...my Graceful Daffodil, đđģ
For yes I'll Sway...
...Between your Thorns, đĢ
While Reaching out, I'll Ask for Pills....đđ
But at least...this Way,
Your nettled horns...đŋ
Won't meet my Lovely Daffodil, đģ
I Doubt you not...
...But let him be, đ
Turn on ME your Wrath to Kill, đ¤
I'll take your Shots...đĨđĢ
If it Sets Free....đ
...My sweet, My Love....
My Daffodil.đģ
Leave ME to Rot...đĨ
...In endless Toil,
Show me Broken Paths and Hills, đē
Just trample not...đ
...the precious Soil...
Where Lives my Golden Daffodil! đģ
Live Forever.