Barren Bouquets

 

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Oh dear you meadow saffron of summer

how you propagate your poison, touching the faces and the hearts

of the lonely for love

but marigold hearts beat hard

with only geranium dreams and evening primrose friendships

you be not so naked ladies

for soothsayers eyes see right through

pasts follow, futures furrow in hardships

where vultures grovel

creating hellebore for scraps

no dahlias be you

in a field of forget me nots and freesias

where you smell only of lavender

and be as cold as an inflated hydrangea

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