.
you see,
you see,
i . . . was given a flower.
not just a simple common flower
but a rarity.

it had the scent
of an intoxicating drug
that made me float with the clouds.

a sight so beautiful
in hues pink like my lover's cheeks
and creamy white like her milky skin.

a splash of yellow
like that flowing dress she loved to wear
to provide warmth like the sunlight
on a november morning.

when i laid a hand to hold the stem,
it reminded me of her body too,
smooth with the perfect dips
and curves beautiful to kiss all.

oh, i'm being made
to drink in this beauty against my will
but the treacherous eyes
won't let me shy away from this sin.

but when i took it in my palm
so softly and with the care
only my lover could achieve,
i closed my fists
and then opened to look.

crushed.
broken the petals lay with each other.
creases,
ugly marks running over the beauty.
and it just made me stop thinking of my lover
as the pieces started to form
my name.

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