Miracles Bloom
Miracles bloom on the other side
On the other side of the fence
On the other side of the street
That flower grows in another’s garden
Bursting forth from the ground over there
Not in the place of arrived expectation
Her beauty shines from afar off
Her brightness glows with the barest of glances
She spreads her petals to captivate a stranger
Miracles bloom for a whisper of time
With peddles colored so spectacular
Only to be enjoyed for a luscious moment
Miracles bloom to be enjoyed, not touched
They are the temptation of baser men
To touch them is to destroy them in our greed
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