Pressed Flowers


The buds of love

Will draw you in

As well as they

Can deceive

They promise

Big when


But say they

Can only

Stay a week

The buds of love

are only a promise

Of kept beauty

And you are left


Do I ………

Should I……..

Still  left wanting………

Death in cut glass

As she walks



Without a




13 thoughts on “Pressed Flowers

  1. “Only a promise of kept beauty”
    “Death in cut glass”

    Wow..this one spoke right to me, Sheldon…no one quite writes the way you do…or ever will… this…CC

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