The flower wailed as the hummingbird thrust in to search for the sweet climax.
Devouring the reservoir of nectar dry.
"I love you" the flower whispered in exhaustion.
The hummingbird flew away without a word in search of its next meal.
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The Way Trees Wait For Spring
PoetryWelcome to The Way Trees Wait For Spring Breathe between your tears and laughters Live through your lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of a human life
