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#1042378 added February 7, 2023 at 7:04pm
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Riddled Buttercups
From “Weirdly Poetry” (yet to be published)

Easy On The Petals

She loves me
I love me
She loves me not
I love me not
She loves someone else
I’ll love myself
eventually
or not

Though I’m no prize
please take a chance on me
so I learn to love for two
me as well as you
buttercup

I’ll never tear petals again
because that’s childish
Love is a tender, fragrant flower,
imbued joy in small hands
before gleeful carnage.

My lips will wet your damage
already done, sealed
with these kisses
of what love…
what love.


12.30.22
12.31.22 last verse added

love damages, repairs
but not like new;
experienced
will hurt less or more
by love, or no love.

Better to have loved
and live nostalgically ever more?

I don’t know if I’ve loved but desired the salve of her bare skin on mine.
With passion, I think good enough. Yet, not my best. Yet to come?
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