My Flower

Walking up the gravel road I
See the most gorgeous flower
Dancing in the wind
Draped in white
White
White

Do I dare pluck the flower
And destroy the gorgeous light for
Just
One
Kiss
And a day full of marmalade

Off of the path now I
Step upon the dewey grass and
Trickle
Towards a
Tiny speck of beauty

And slowly
Slowly
Slowly
My flower

Pluck

And she walked off of the grass
And back
Into the woods
Where she had come

The most gorgeous flower
Why have you gone