Flower-Wall

Wallflower, wallflower, standing so shy,
Your petals of lips have beguiled my eye.

Wallflower, wallflower, standing so fair,
With keenest dark eyes and thick black hair,
Is anyone seeing the real you there?
Does anyone care your spirit’s so rare?
Does anyone grasp your intelligence true?
Will anyone, anyone, dance with you?

Wallflower, wallflower, standing so near,
If I weren’t a wall I’d clasp you, my dear!
We’d swing through my room then, spinning delight,
And nobody’d cut in, or he’s have a fight!
If wallpaper hugged you and pulled you away,
I’d wrap him all up till night became day!

Wallflower, wallflower, you are so sweet,
If I were a boy I’d love you to meet.
If I were a vase, I’d cry for an hour,
Just because you weren’t really a flower.
Wallflower, wallflower, standing so shy,
Your petals of lips have beguiled my eye.

Lean back, my dear flower, press me with you,
Feel my strength hold you, keep you straight, too.
Our silent romance needs no dancing at all,
For you, wallflower, and me, flower-wall!

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