• I am a bud
    reaching
    waiting for my sweetness
    and for the flock
    fluttering all around me
    reaching
    waiting for the pluck
    the p***k bittersweet
    for there is a price
    to be as beautiful as I am
    I am reaching
    waiting for all to bask
    at my unfolding
    They stall at my beauty
    contented and unconnected
    For a moment they forget the world
    They try to capture me
    and hang me in the halls
    but there I am lifelwss
    none can capture my glow
    my nectars flowing
    my blooming
    and wilting
    even more beautiful
    in death