Poetry and women flowers

Author: Muzi
I have a flower,
Planted in the heart.
She's budding,
The sense of humor melts.
Morning morning, Yogure,
She's full of charm.
I waited eagerly,
Lovers come to sleep.
This woman flower,
Swaying in red dust;
Swing gently with the wind.
Hope gentle hands,
Soothes the pain inside.
Inner loneliness,
It was also swept away.