A Flower
You will be most unforgiving if you don't
Notice this flower erect as it were light
Fanciful but subtle as if nothing else hides
Better our only secret we can only smile at
Which has more to say; between us who deserves more
Time to prove the night its insincerity and poetry its spring
When the sky pays homage to no one else
But us, the people feeling, can't be slighted
By the bother of same sunsets at bay and crows
Have done us too much no good it'll be a while
Before your receiving this, my rose, is forgot
Notice this flower erect as it were light
Fanciful but subtle as if nothing else hides
Better our only secret we can only smile at
Which has more to say; between us who deserves more
Time to prove the night its insincerity and poetry its spring
When the sky pays homage to no one else
But us, the people feeling, can't be slighted
By the bother of same sunsets at bay and crows
Have done us too much no good it'll be a while
Before your receiving this, my rose, is forgot
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