Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Unobtainable

I knew
Your flower blooms
Known by your friends
No square cut-outs
with double clicks for hearts
But I knew

and yet I 

I noticed
How you slanted
Relaxing your side
Pouring pleasantries
Inviting conversation
To ease my knotted heart

funny me

I understood
Comprehending facts
A story of two
Of a host and a guest
Provider of comfort
Seeker of warmth

but still I 

I clings
To the spread of warmth
Spring freshness
Claiming for attention
In desperation
but I knew

it is wrong

I dreamt
a fantasy of you and me
momentarily forgetting
the flower by your side
growing painfully
and that I'm beaten

because I know
you're not mine to hold

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