Flower of Choice

by Iola   Feb 26, 2006


He loves me, he loves me not?
Is this plucking predicting your plot?
Or do you listen to your Inner Voice?
When scaringly holding this flower of choice.

Not good enough or astonishing great?
Is this random plucking deciding your fate?
Can you see a glimpse of your power?
Or are you following directions from a flower?

I love me, I love me not?
Are your stretching your line.. or remaining a dot?
Do you listen to your Inner Voice?
When joyfully holding this flower of choice?

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