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much more certain that I was destined for

greater

than to merely be your fragrance

a sensual scent to thrill your senses for

hours

fill your days with the sun’s beauty,

nature’s power

yet once you plucked roots from mother

my responses were off duty

my thrive no longer driven

now I must drift to dust, go back to the
space I was given

perplexed and puzzled he couldn’t

comprehend

the life of a flower from tough trees much

different

My petals flat-lining floating flagrantly

he said he wasn’t done knowing me
said there’s space for him to grow with me

guess life’s just bittersweet poetry