perhaps I will remain but a flower, at half bloom
a flag at half mast
mourning the loss of dreams it has not yet tasted
and memories still sweet upon its tongue

you drive deep into me a feeling of
incompleteness
and i savor the delight of your lips for this

perhaps I am a flower forever at half bloom
aware the world is larger than a dream I can dream
or memory I can savor.

04/02/2010

Posted on 04/02/2010
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