So I wrote that poem...
Flower Chest
My heart beating so fast
Fluttering like a bird
wanting to fly away.
Because of him
and his parus majors.
May I have your permission?
He nods
Do you really want me to?
He nods again.
He unbuttons his shirt
lets me see his chest
My cheeks turn into pink roses
as I plant my tulips on his chest
