That Crushed Petal

It’s that crushed petal—

Silken touch presently gone

That I fondle

Beneath quivering fingertips

It’s no more silken

Rather twisted

And crumbled

Through something

Far greater

That its fragile beauty

Couldn’t compete with

But

That’s what I like—

That crushed petal—

Silken touch presently gone

Beneath my gentle touch

For that’s

What my crushed heart

Silken touch presently gone

Feels like too

For its been twisted

And crumbled

Through something

Far greater

Called life and reality

Too

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