Condition
That color suits you
Satin skin draped along the stem
Waiting to be noticed
We made a connection
As I sat across the room
I noticed you, in full perception
In full beauty, in full bloom
But I have yet to bloom as beautifully as you
For deep inside there are many things that have yet to come to fruition
But when they do, I'll remember you
And the beauty of your condition
This poem is about:
Me