you move too fast
your instinct strong
the consciousness is low.
to be a human
in presence of love
requires a deep longing
to touch the fruit
of years of work
that's delicately balanced.
you cannot take
or twist the stem
unless you fully value it
until you learn
that nothing's yours -
only to be admired.
the flower turns
its beauty from
the one who so desires it
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