If you could be any flower
in the whole world,
which one would you be?
this sent me,
thinking
of how the lemon yellow
of that buttercup
glowed under her face
like the sun over fields of barley,
how the colour in her cheeks;
a natural rouge
that was an outdoor heater
on this sharp spring Sunday afternoon,
could be like a poppy or pink tulip,
how the piercing blue
of her eyes;
sometimes cold like the
winter morning sky,
sometimes metallic
and iridescent with mystery,
sometimes pastel,
ultramarine and inviting,
were just like violets,
though they wilt in comparison
I would be a Venus fly trap-
I had not been given a breath of air
to answer her question.
-because the other flowers and plants
would respect me.
I look fierce on the outside
and those that get too close
get bitten.
But those who dare to fly into my jaws
would see what is inside.
I would not eat the flies,
but protect them like a child
inside me.
If you had one wish
in the world,
what would it be?
I did not need a wish
we were living out a
fantasy
with every minute that passed,
but still I thought of us walking through the streets of Munich
eating chestnuts in the cold of the Oktoberfest,
drinking coffee with her in a patio cafe in Paris,
laying with my head in her lap
under the sun on the beaches of Cuba
and
just being here
right now
and
I would wish to be a fairy.
With huge wings.
And a halo.
And a magic wand with a star on.
And a stunning long white dress
all wrapped in voile.
And glittering high-heeled shoes
in white. Or silver.
I would tap my heels and fly so high.
I would look over my people
I would make their one wish come true
Do you prefer sex or chocolate?
then there was silence as
she curled the hair that covered her face
between her thumb and index finger,
I soooo love chocolate
she looked at the ground
between her knees,
Do you think that people will ever be free?
No one could ever be as free as she.
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Submission Name: random is endearing
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