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Beyond The Green

He found me unique out of all
Convenient to his travels
Closely picking me
Out of all the flowers
Looked at me attentively
As the surrounding seem to diminish
Feeding me with something new
Giving me water an delicious plant food
Speaking to me softly

I've been waiting for someone with a green thumb to pick me

My water started to evaporate
He was no longer around
But his tone stayed with me
Pedals began to loosen
An started to feel without
Why did he pick me temporarily

As I thought letting someone pick me from a far would be better than in my own backyard

His voice was gone

Struggling to ask for what he had given me

As I seem less pretty with my pedals gone

He speaks from a far
Baby I didn't mean to
Limp in my steam
As he was distorted so were my pedals
Plants cells are parche  
He wanted me temporarily

But the maintenance was too much to bare

Consistency and truth were contagious
As he became allergic to me

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◄ Unsafe ride

Testing Tap Water ►

Comments

Big Sal

Mon 11th Jun 2018 01:02

Such beautiful words on a delicate subject.?

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