By jack
Date: 2001 Sep 07
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too perfect prize..

crystal fragile it grew shuttered  
within sheltering foliage lost
translucent of petal
this the only one of its kind
a pale rose puff of sky
with scent of earthy beauty
as i take out my knife
to cut it down
life thrumming whole within
tingling deep my finger tips
as i grasped its lush stem
my blade so razor thick
poised to slice this vibrant life
within my mind i cut
this too perfect prize
to take home
to show all
within my mind i leave it here
to wither away its glory with none to see  
or weep at its passing
none but me
poised to cut this vibrant life
i shed a tear
for i