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[sid] => 159552
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Flower
[time] => 2010-05-05 10:08:56
[hometext] => This poem is about a dream I had last night.
[bodytext] => On some melodious morning when flowers rose to dance my seed grew from the waters that'd fallen there by chance i struggled in the darkness and climbed an endless height where other plants had fallen then broke into the light i tasted life with other plants among the endless grass but they were not the same as me so time could only pass the dew would gather on me and stretch up toward the sun i push them even higher, through warmth their freedom won but i cant taste this freedom, my life is in the earth so i will make the best of it and give my presence worth I'll spread my sheets of purple and aid the lonesome bee who'll leave me like the dew drops and bumble to his tree ill give my cherished petals, to make your potpourri accompany your bosom, on nights with the marquis so much the love I've given, yet nothing is returned my face will surely wither, for love is what I've yearned but on a rainy afternoon when water weighed me down my root it met another, who was also in the ground i grew to face this other and find out what or who was touching on my lifeline, then she was in my view behold she was a flower, the purest kind of white she understood the stigma that we both had to fight we grew together happily and danced among the grass for now we knew why flowers danced and wanted life to last but then the unexpected came and pulled us from the ground they put us in their garden with flowers all around we watched them all get taken, we knew our time would come but we stayed strong together, our love would not succumb then after all our waiting, it came to that one day i cursed i was a flower and wished that i could say "if you put us in the garden please let our love stay fair don't pluck us for your table or wear us your hair our scent it should be plenty, to please you when you pass nearby and see our beauty, a beauty that should last so please don't steal my flower, to use her for the night please take me in her stead, so she can see the light of some melodious morning when flowers rise to dance and with my seed together begin a new romance" [comments] => 3 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 2 [informant] => hanasuru [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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