Soft like the touch of love,
You bloom in the stark night.
Like the blush of the darkness
Like a tiny hint of the light.

Unadored like a straying leaf,
You hide beneath the foliage of the dark
You blossom in the silence
And yet with life you spark

The night narrates to you, little flower,
Tales as old as the times.
Shadows dance on your petals,
Like the staccato of the rhymes.

Unseen, you hide way in yourself,
You die everyday in the silence of your soul.
Spread your petals and face the day,
Cause withering into the earth isn't your goal.

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