i often find myself pausing
in front of each passing
bouquet,
in hopes that you'll
notice my longing gaze ,
pick up a bundle and
place them in my hands
with a smile that whispers ,
" they're yours" .
but today
you weren't there next me,
and the temptations grew sweeter
as the smell of the petals did, too.
so i fell into
their intoxicating aroma and
their blushing petals as
they fell into my basket.
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC
i often find myself pausing
in front of each passing
bouquet,
in hopes that you'll
notice my longing gaze ,
pick up a bundle and
place them in my hands
with a smile that whispers ,
" they're yours" .
but today
you weren't there next me,
and the temptations grew sweeter
as the smell of the petals did, too.
so i fell into
their intoxicating aroma and
their blushing petals as
they fell into my basket.
