pink blosson

green grass and red leaf and pink blossom

the rain falls gently on you, leaving droplets of water too small

to see. I press my eyes, nose, lips up next to to, trying to hang on,

hang on to the air I breath now, untempered and raw.

Draw me in, you bouquet of leaves and turn me into

eternal pink blossom, gently blooming outward into

balance and simply symmetry, reaching to rain.

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