Flowers
You asked for the moon
I rented the fastest spaceship
Soared across the stars
Stole the moon’s beauty for you
But, I never received my flowers
You asked for the ocean
I sailed to the depths of the Atlantic
Coveted the sea and all its might
Raced against the current and the tides
But, I never received my flowers
You asked for forgiveness
I searched the depths of my heart
Removed the pain you caused
Because I yearned for your presence
But, I never received my flowers
You asked for my love
Every ounce of affection I poured into you
Perhaps more than I carried
It flowed like a river that leads to the sea
But
I never received my flowers
About the Creator
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