i like it. flowering.

pretty...nice poem

Where have you been all my life? Hiding in some writing-cave, no doubt, just waiting for the unnamed god to reveal your genius to the world. This is *truly* amazing. I wish I had something critical to say...but I don't. I completely envision this as the spoken beginning of an indy flick about a torrid relationship with a man several years a the girl's senior. Sadly, this has struck a cord with me, because I have just recently realized that I was born several decades too late, as well. Oh well. This is a wonderful piece of work, I *have* to go read your others...Keep writing, for all our sakes! `~bella~`