Flower Like Her

Among the weeds, a flower blooms
Cerise petals defined to perfection
Air filled with its captivating fragrance
Like morning dew or the kiss of spring

As the sun rises, beauty it radiates
Bees on a battle as they couldn’t resist
Sweet and alluring nectar it possesses
As it sways by the wind with grace

Wild flower, untamed and so pure
Soon a hand will pick you for sure
Feast on your scent over and over
And throw you away as you wither

But maybe a pure loving hand
With rare unsullied noble palm
Will keep you even as you dried up
And shall make you as a bookmark