you are a flower
so tender and dear
as i clutch you next to my still, beating heart
you are a flower
so tender and dear
even as your petals fall apart
you are a flower
so tender and dear
dripping honey into my sincere soul
you are a flower
so tender and dear
and your beauty is vibrant, as your life fades
you are a flower
so tender and dear
beloved by many, and feared by some,
you are a flower
so tender and dear
and, your beauty eternal, as it is ephemeral,
you are a flower
so tender and dear
as my last wish is to be enveloped in your finite love
as you lay, your words i cherished are etched in stone,
you were a flower
so tender and dear
❀
musing about
the beauty & finiteness
of flowers & life
( & a rough practice of
repetition & imagery ! )