Venom And Fangs
I was ready to paint
A sombre sky with rainbow
But she spirited the brush away;
I was ready to wet
The drought-stricken land with rain
But she steered the clouds off;
I was ready to light
The night with the moon
But she blanketed it with her gloom.
Beautiful bud,
I'd waited this long for you
To unfurl so I'd feast my eyes
On your radiant petals
And my nostrils on your scent
But I just didn't know
Flowers too have venom and fangs.
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