white rose in the flour patch

i spoke to you

for a moment


in that beautiful crowd

that you loved,

cause she came up to me

put her hand on my arm

and said something

i couldnt


and i looked at her face

and i saw your sweet eyes

as the music rang out

past its time;

so i nodded

and smiled

with small tears

in my


and sat down-

to refuse you


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