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IN AN OF A ONCE WILTED FLOWER BLOOMING AGAIN

 

Hey, paper flowers

Don’t grow

And love is not

A fun plaything:-

You tickled my heart,

And I giggled silly tears;

You then reeled me in

As I feasted on your sweet bait;

Then, you left, leaving me like

An old cemetery: full and lifeless:-

Now I ride a roller coaster of emotions

Up and down the tainted rails,

Life all so often travels:-

However, companions of pain and fear,

Are ceasing to be old road dogs,

Without whom I can’t survive;

And you will soon become

A faded keloid, my heart

Once tearfully bore:-

Now blooming

In the healing garden

Of passion, I fragrantly grow;

Waiting to be plucked and watered

In a vase of true and everlasting love:

May my given love, nourish your growth:- 

IN AND OF A ONCE WILTED FLOWER BLOOMING AGAIN

IN AN OF A ONCE WILTED FLOWER BLOOMING AGAIN

Hey, paper flowers
Don’t grow
And love is not
A fun plaything:-
You tickled my heart,
And I giggled silly tears;
You then reeled me in
As I feasted on your sweet bait;
Then, you left, leaving me like
An old cemetery: full and lifeless:-
Now I ride a roller coaster of emotions
Up and down the tainted rails,
Life all so often travels:-
However, companions of pain and fear,
Are ceasing to be old road dogs,
Without whom I can’t survive;
And you will soon become
A faded keloid, my heart
Once tearfully bore:-
Now blooming
In the healing garden
Of passion, I fragrantly grow;
Waiting to be plucked and watered
In a vase of true and everlasting love:
May my given love, nourish your growth:-
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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