Originally Posted by
Diane
There once was an orchid named, Joey. He was a melancholy fellow, because he pined for company. There he sat...all alone on the windowsill. You can tell this isn't autobiographical! Wondering if he'd ever get to meet a girl... Joey, you're packing all the equipment you need, dude! And then, one day it happened!
She was tall, slim and gorgeous. Joey couldn't believe his luck! Long, lucious leaves reaching out toward the sun, and tender white fingers reaching out from her pot towards his... (perhaps she needed repotting...) Her scent - intoxicating! (delenatii influence???) The rich, red, shiny glory of her lips (obviously a multi-floral) was inviting and seductive. The sensuous, twisting tendrils of her tresses (must be some philippinenense involve) and the stunning glory of her dorsal made her irresistible...