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Floriography

I am a flower unfurling

Though only so far

 

But the scent lingers in the air

Brushes past the stymen and the petals

And maybe, you think

 

It’s okay to pick this one next

 

And add it to your collection

Of dying roses

Fading lilies

 

Dew still wet on the drooping petals

 

I am not sweet like them

Or open

 

My roots are steel in the ground

My stem is not for breaking

 

Leave this flower where it stands

 

But come back

And look

And maybe later

If you bring water and care and light

 

And gentle hands with no expectations

 

This flower might bloom for you