To Beg Like a Kid in a Candy Shop

Oh,

To be the lover of he who should not be talked of
for others may break the flower pot
and let all beauty fall upon the cold concrete and carry the need to be thrown away.

How it bubbles inside the wanted lover to boil up and over for others to see,
for him to see,
but sometimes one must keep a resolution from themselves until concluded
so the happiness is higher than how it would have been if it was planned.

3 thoughts on “To Beg Like a Kid in a Candy Shop”

  1. I don’t remember what I was thinking about then. But right meow? AN OLDER POEM STANZA OBSERVE!!!

    Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
    Old Time is still a-flying;
    And this same flower that smiles today
    Tomorrow will be dying.

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  2. Aw. This one’s passive, removed of any pronouns or nouns to attribute to. That makes sense in the context of the previous poems.

    😦

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