Wallflower
my beautiful wallfloweralways letting life pass you by
my beautiful bliss
always keeping to your self
you always look away as I look at you
your sent follows me and follows me into memories
my beautiful wallflower
I a wait silently into may
but today is winter and spring is too far away....
my beautiful wallflower
your leaves fit into my hands,
how I wish to be your sun and kiss you in the mornings.
how yet like dew and mist I came and left.....
my beautiful wallflower
it is always cold in the winter,...
spring has not yet woken up.
Poetry by grey
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Written on 2008-04-14 at 01:11
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