Blue

I'm captivated by your bloom,

its full beauty shining through.

The sweet fragrance of your petals

ignites primal passion anew.

All signs show you are ready.

I'm tormented what to do.

Pluck you, hold you, love you a

brief season, then say adieu?

Oh flirtatious, young temptation,

glistening with morning dew,

to know it won't last forever,

turns me a bittersweet blue.

~g