Loving a flower
is so
easy,

and I have seen it done before.

For there are those,
innocence,
creating daisy crowns,
happily.

or lovers,
exchanging roses,
emotions bursting,
publicly.

But you are one of those,
but whole.
For innocence and beauty simply
cannot
sum up all of who you are.

Magic,
living within yourself
has caused your
downfall,
but you are living,
spinning out,
now.