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Forget-me-not


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I am so ashamed of myself for writing this. ^^

 

Forget-me-not

 

Picking my way about a summer field

Plucking up tiny blue flowers

Offering them to you,

a childlike boquet

Forget me not

 

Smiling with innocence, looking in my sewing drawer

Cutting a blue thread

Watching the ends fray

I wind it around your index finger

Forget me not

 

Gazing with the kind of love allowed only to the very young

I drink in the light of your blue eyes

Leaning forward

Whispering in your ear

"Forget me not."

Edited by smallscale_mind_games
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Do _not_ feel ashamed - some of the greatest poets to have written in English made their reputations doing soppy stuff. Though, I gather you're being tongue-in-cheek, in which case, err .... nevermind :P

 

I especially liked the concept in the final stanza, about gazing in the way only the very young do. I took this to mean that love made the narrator feel very young, innocent, really nice way to achieve that image, too, might I say. You do gooey very well ;)

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