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| Photograph by Christina Aleta Ferrel Stover & Poem by Pattra |
Once
you knew my name
It
sat on the tip of your tongue
And
when you licked it off
It
fell to the ground
And
became
A
flower
And
once again you could
Call
me by name.
Lily,
I love you.
Rosie,
Be mine.
Petunia
Divine,
Lay
down beside me
My
beautiful flower
Lay
down beside me
And
I will lie beside
You
and offer promises
I
can not keep
Yet
desire
pbm
2011
