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My River; My Flower
You knelt by the river
with a lotus in your hands
you peeled away
the soft pink petals.
One by one they fell
into the gentle stream.
I watched
as you stand;
you caught my eye
across the bed.
I laid my own petals
on the bank too.
An offering
to no deity.
The red flowers
dripped
off my fingertips
turned the river brown.
I scramble
away
as you wade in the water
towards me with steel
eyes.
Your clothes were stained
by my flowers,
my touch of death.
A current pushed
at your feet
nearly sweeping
you away.
I watched you struggle,
two fists holding
your stained clothes high
as you bare skin kissed
the ruddy red river.
I did nothing to help
just watched on.
Horror, followed by
apathy
as I watched you struggle
to reach me.
Your arms outstretched;
unanswered.
The red river swallowed
all the lotus blooms.
There’s none left
to pluck.
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