Desk Flower
He asked to be her only
and very easily answered no.
Spoke to me this story,
my heart's now scared, justifiably so.
Would I be the next to shrug,
a roll off the tongue?
A hopeless romantic I used to be,
now, just hopeless some.
Paint my thoughts with beautiful hues
of warmth and tender touch.
When oh so quickly, it changes speed,
like...
Monday 25th January 2016 8:55 am
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