My Oleander Poem by Francie Lynch

My Oleander



So pleasing,
Frangrant,
Approachable,
Even touchable,
But every cell,
Destructable.

Friday, December 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: deceit,flowers,love,relationships
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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