The beauty in the magnolia
Petals of ruffled bliss
A taste you can touch
I feel how you smell
White pure innocence
Grasping to the core
Flower of wet paper
Crinkled from the very sun
Fly away with the wind
Away from your home
I clasp you tightly
Too afraid to let go
I don't want you to leave
Leave with the wind
As I chase after you
One petal at a time
Let me say goodbye
6/19/13
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PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
