Floral Beauty

Photo By: Sosse Karasarkissian   Floral Beauty It’s on the tip of my tongue; The solar rays subsiding; A flower’s bloom is subtle yet bold We’ve been enticed beyond this threshold. ‏ ­ In such a game, I plea for objection My thoughts fail to resonate The body is the weeping of a parting soul, Life cannot last The objective is clear But the heart smolders into indifferent charcoal. ‏ The mysticism behind the eyes A soft gaze which conceals synthesis; Entering a secret room in the back of my mind…

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