Wednesday 8 June 2016

FLOWERS AND FLAWS

Bright petals,
Fragrance,
Sweet nectar,
Delicate feel,
Perfection.

Grass green,
Lengthy,
In thorns,
Tasteless,
Antiperfect.

From dirt
You're raised
By me.
Exhibiting
Beauty to
The world.
Thorns
I might
Bear in
The process,
But I'll
Forever be
The flaw
That raises
The flower.

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