The flowers that
You gave me
Wilted in my hand
As soon as I
Touched them, like
Feathers drenched in
Rain. I promise
To keep the feathers,
Wet and wilted,
Because I know
That flowers can fly
Like love notes
Twirling in the rain.
The flowers that
You gave me
Wilted in my hand
As soon as I
Touched them, like
Feathers drenched in
Rain. I promise
To keep the feathers,
Wet and wilted,
Because I know
That flowers can fly
Like love notes
Twirling in the rain.