Flowever wild

I wanted the world
for her
I wanted her
so bad
I brought flowers
She smiled and cried
so sad
You shouln’t have
She said
And here’s why
She claimed

Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She said
Feed you eyes
Inhale and grow
your own beauty

Walk the field
while they grow
Sing along the way
Breed sun and wind
under your skin
Dance with them all