you were a beautiful butterfly
flying in the garden, gliding on the winds
in search of a lavish aromatic flower
fluttering your bright colorful wings
I was a plain-looking aromatic honeysuckle
but some other flower you chose
I went unnoticed and ignored
for you were charmed by an ornamental rose
then came along a buzzing bee
realizing this flower's true worth
dipping its tongue in the nectar so sweet
relishing the taste with mirth
ignorant of true beauty
to temptation your happiness was tied
if only you could see
the sweetness that I held inside
YOU ARE READING
On placid waters
Poetrybehold my sole prized instrument of choice let it bear the weight of my unspoken voice in the dead of the silent night i'll let loose my heart so it could take flight consolidating all that i think and converting it into the blackest ink only...
