Saturday, June 25, 2011

Perfect Flower

Once I held the perfect flower
Here within my gentle hands
Love blossomed so beautifully
Only to die before the morning sun

Nurtured by the tenderness
I have within my hearts core
Rainbow colours appeared
To flow over each velvet petal

Suddenly that river ceased
Was taken from my soul
All that's left is shattered
Pieces upon the floor now

Grasp well the things you need
Leave all else outside the door

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful words and thanks for sharing these wonderful thoughts.

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