Some Flowers

A tasty conversation at night 
Draws me into the dark.
Wander around due to wanderlust
Yet missing a subtle spark. 
I would like to feel real again
To gain some type of love.
Trust just comes so hard at times
Nobody fits like a glove.
Met a guy late one morning
He had so many powers. 
The only thing I wanted from him
Is honestly some flowers. 

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