you made me a flower press last month
and you took me to the mountains
summer sun warmed our faces
fingers interlocking
our love is in bloom
petal-soft kiss
our season
always
us
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
you made me a flower press last month
and you took me to the mountains
summer sun warmed our faces
fingers interlocking
our love is in bloom
petal-soft kiss
our season
always
us
This poem feels like a petal dropping from a rose. I love how it flows into a soft and long decay.