This is a poem i wrote in english class. im the daisy and my bf is the sunflower and the dancing means many things to us.
not one can resist the beauty of a delicate simple flower, a daisy.
fragile and delicate are her beautiful porcelaine petals.
it mistifies how she dances upon the green grass, smoothly and softly in a hypnotizing rhythm.
along side a companion as beautiful as she, but cannot match her beauty, a sunflower.
nature seems to have stopped for these two dancers.
their petals seem to glide against each other smoothly as silk.
giving them a look of exchaning words.
what could they say i wish to know.
three little words i think i heard.
it seems forever since they've danced.
putting everyone in a hypnotizing trance.
the flowers they dance.
