Dandy leo jr.

(April 24 of 1979 / Weslaco, tx)

~ My Hidden Stem ~


I give you my rose, yet you see it so beautiful all around, the petals so blooming and so lovely, but look at the stem which is my stem, the green root of nevergazing attractivness, that which is hidden, that which is the real and genuine beauty, my nights of eternal desire lie within the stem, but you only see the outside beauty of the painted red petals, the power, the force, the passion, the fountain that spring forth the lifted rose, is found on my stem. For beauty can be easily found, but sheer beauty is not, and you must find me and travel as deep, as lenthly and beyond.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 31, 2012
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