I missed a flower.
Not just any but the most
amazing and beautiful
And by a penny I mean to say she’s tiny and finding her in your arms is considered lucky.
I like to think that you resemble a beautiful red rose,
That is to say I clutch you to my chest regardless of the thorns.
You don’t want to hurt me but your spikes keep my wound closed.
A nice dull ache as you’re rooted in ground, I prefer to endure this love loss I’ve found,
Rather than throw the pain away
I’ll keep it in my heart
And love for another day.
Than risk bleeding to death without you. Without new. I find flowers enhance their beauty as they slowly fade away.
Please don’t fade on me
But if you do, than that’s okay.
You’ve been rooted before and rooted you’ll stay, I know you’ll bloom again one day.
Even if it’s not for me, but that’s okay. As long as they love you.
Here’s once again a different emotion/flavour of poem, I’ll get back to posting more article type posts soon but for now people have been enjoying the poems so they shall continue to pop up!
Peace, love, and tranquil vibes,