Book of Poems ✓

9.

          ❝if i was a flower

i'd want you to smell me and say;

"oh how wonderful this flower is."

           then i'd let you rip me

from the grass and dirt called earth,

  i'd let you hold me in your hands

like i'm the most fragile thing existing.

   and even though i know i'll die,

           so soon, so quick

          it will all be worth it,

if your hands are the place i die in.❞