Pencil Stubs Online
She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not
John I. Blair
Pick a flower, almost any flower;
Place it gently on your palm;
Pluck the petals, one by one.
(Donít cheat by counting before you start;
Prescreened predictions donít work out.)
If itís a juicy, dew-kissed bloom,
Dripping with nectar, fragrant with perfume,
You may come away with sticky fingers.
(Direct involvement with loveís minions
Can get messy.)
At least youíll know.
©2004 John I. Blair
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