Desert Flower

The whole fruit was fuzzy with tiny thorns, fur like, and tapered, the bottom half egg shaped, while the top was conical coming to the end with the flower.

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Tale of meeting of two roses

How kind the days, where little the thyme One meets two roses so sublime. Where heart makes herald of duty languish Leaves thee unruly and only in anguish. With one rose named Linda, one finds much heart There with rose george-anne, instead...

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A Father's Flower

"my mint pie has such a sweet little flower" he whispered to his daughter, watching her blush at his cutesy words. he leaned down slowly, inhaling her sweet scent before dragging his tongue over the surface of her sex.

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The Flower Dance

I looked at the clock and saw it was 8:30 the flower dance started at 9. i jumped up this woke rocket who growled at being woken up. i gathered my clothes grabbed rockets leash hooked it on his collar and headed out the door.

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Flowers

It was almost always to be alone, in her garden, where she would look at the pink flowers as lovely as herself and just collect her thoughts.

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Flower Hunting

She was on the hunt for a medicinal flower that only grew in this area, and she knew she must be close to it.

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Exotic Plant in the jungle

Your balls fully encased in a flower ache as they are ready to release. next thing you know you burst your cum into the flower and the scent of the flowers make you pass out... to be continued?...

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Flowers for Dahlia

**flowers for dahlia** algernon hated his name. it wasn’t a bad name, but he simply never wanted to be associated with it.

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Dirt Garden (poetry)

My garden of foxtails and milk-thistle, Alive and wild, more so than tended rows In growth, has died. I killed them a little, The crab-grass clumps, Datura and nettle. "Time and time, I commit these small murders, To whose benefit?" I ask why and...

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Flowering Stars

She wasn't sure what to expect but her eyes widened as she witnessed that same inky mist gather in their hand until a flower was pinched between two digits, dark and swirling but still a flower.

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