"An Ode to Rosebuds"

Wonderful rosebud,
center of beauty.
I want to pluck your petals.
Those rays of light,
oh, how they steal your splendor.

Quivering finger,
approaches so carefully.
I don't want to ruin the majesty.

A slip, a falter, a big mistake.
Finger into fist.
Slips into the sun.
Too hot, retract.

But I must touch the beauty again.

My fist slips into the sun.


Thoughts? Oh yeah, it's by me.