I Put A Flower Behind Your Ear

I put a flower behind your ear
Its loveliness grew too much-

The setting fog this winter
Is more beautiful than last year’s fall
The coldness of some flowers is much endearing than warmth
The Asters I once slid behind those curls have withered
I see now, the Snowdrops
But I have no ears-
But the sun shone like flower’s jade wet in fresh dew
And the rhythmic hump of my heart, kissed that of you
Then floated on thin gale like wasps in the bare sky
And read to me some poor verses I barely recognized;

Verses said you now belong to not me:
Thus ripping my soul with satisfactory

Yet now that everyone aches for warmth and burns for the sun;
I imply the heart pains for the cold and yearns for none

I still wish to put a cold flower behind your ear-
And see its loveliness grow way too much
But you love warmth ineffably dear
To see my love bloom as such.

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