Flower Press

Posted: July 18, 2010 in About Me, Flower Series
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Dried Flow Pictures, Images and Photos

My hands are off;
I have let go
of all you were to me.
My heart, like a pressed flower,
is dry and paper thin.
There is no room now
for love.

Love:
that great white roaring pain
before emptiness
sets in.

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Comments
  1. Rick says:

    excellent poem.

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