the flower
looks up
at the stars
and thinks to herself
i wish i glistened
the way they did
maybe then
people would
love me
the flower is unaware
of the awe
people feel
when their gaze
falls upon her
the star
looks down
at the flowers
and think to himself
i wish i were as
soft and delicate
as the flowers
maybe then
people would
love me
the star is unaware
of the awe
people feel feel
when their gaze
falls upon him
in the same way,
you look
at the people in this world
in all their intricate beauties
and even their wondrous flaws
and think
i wish i were as
beautiful
maybe then
people would
love me
you do not know
of the awe
we feel
when we look at you
so it is our job to tell you
YOU ARE READING
SUNFLOWER BABY
Poetry"but we kept secrets from time, and I saw constellations in your smile . . . " [[ a series of poems ]]
