Saturday, January 12, 2008

The Longing of a Decorative Street Plant

If you strolled instead of dashing through impertinently
And I did not only sway to gentle unseen caresses

If you were not so distracted with red blue greens

And I did not always stand rooted in resignation

If you touched me without your plastic shrink wrapped fingers

And my skin were soft silk and not brittle wrinkles

If you could adore and find joy in things unfashioned
And I had lips wet and warm to crush against yours
If you had the words to bring forth your heart
And I could serenade you to contented sleep
If your blood were enough to satisfy your thirst
And there was more of me than all of you

If this were some other time
And you were someone else

And I were anything else

Then maybe, just maybe

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