Petals

 

Words are like petals

plucked from flowers 

growing all around,

then let loose to float,

before they land 

on a page of the ground.

Little flower bud thoughts,

colourful memories of stories

that have escaped their flowerpot.

The scent lingers

on your fingers,

as you reminisce.

A distant kiss, the bliss,

the memories you miss.

The loves, the laughs,

the highs written 

in flowing paragraphs.

 

Words are like petals

picked to perfectly paint a picture,

little plant teardrops,

placed together they form a heart.

They take time to grow,

but treated well they bloom

and blossom 

into bountiful rainbow rivers,

that we can float along,

on riverboats of hope

under the bright full moon.

 

Words can make

a beautiful potpourri,

take a mix of different petals

and let them blend

into a perfect story

A scent to set the scene,

that lingering dream

of a flowing red dress blowing

beside rose petal covered streams.

Words are like petals

So, pick a flower 

and breathe it in

See what the world is saying.

 

 

 

 

 

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